Ye Qiu's reaction was swift. Almost immediately, he abruptly retreated, putting distance between himself and the direction of the voice overhead, and mobilized all the power within him, ready to counter any attack from the enemy at any moment!!!
However, it seemed the owner of the voice above Ye Qiu wasn't in haste to strike at him. So, after pulling back, Ye Qiu looked up, his mind tense as he gazed towards the direction of the voice, finally identifying the appearance of the voice's owner.
What he saw was a middle-aged man standing disdainfully on a nearby streetlamp, giving Ye Qiu a contemptuous look.
At first glance, Ye Qiu surprisingly couldn't feel the aura of power from this middle-aged man, difficult to judge his strength. But upon closer inspection, he sensed an ominous aura emanating quietly from the man, an aura profound and unmeasurable, hard to gauge his exact strength!!!
Heaven!!!
