In the gloom of the night, a heavy figure, exuding a pressure like Mount Tai, walked towards them.
With his back to the moonlight, his face was invisible.
Huangfu Jingchen shouted sternly, "Who goes there? What is your business?"
The person approached, his posture as tall and upright as a mountain, carrying an unmatched sharpness. Even just standing there, there was a pressure directly facing Huangfu Jingchen.
He glanced at Huangfu Jingchen, his gaze landing on Xia Wenjin, and said, "Come back to Haotian Village with me!"
Xia Wenjin inwardly lamented; in Wangshan Town, day and night, she had said she forgot something, but it turned out she forgot about this matter.
Xia Sichen had clearly mentioned it to her.
She shook her head, "I refuse!"
Huangfu Jingchen looked at the person, then at Xia Wenjin, and asked, "Wenjin, do you know him?"
