When Fang Shuwen spoke, everyone present couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.
The few who had seen him in action before were relatively calm, but Liu Qi of Flying Snow City, as well as the four masters—three men and one woman—were utterly dumbfounded.
They stared at Fang Shuwen in disbelief.
With the Book Immortal, Murong Qingchen, right in front of them, hadn't they all been on high alert, as if facing a great enemy?
The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife, and Murong Qingchen was on the verge of attacking... How dare this kid jump out and interrupt?
And for some matter concerning an Escort Agency, of all things?
Wasn't this kid afraid that Murong Qingchen would get angry and attack him directly?
With a surge of questions in his mind, the leader of the group frowned at Fang Shuwen, wanting to tell him to back down to avoid bringing trouble upon himself.
But in front of Murong Qingchen, he didn't dare let his attention wander for even a moment.
