Jiang Xinghai yanked Lin Yue behind him.
"Nobody move! It's dangerous!"
Jiang Xinghai's cry of warning pierced everyone's ears, freezing them all in place.
After all, among everyone present, only Jiang Xinghai and the man in the black mask were Martial Arts practitioners.
The rest were just ordinary people, so naturally, they couldn't withstand the shout of a martial artist.
This was especially true for an expert like Jiang Xinghai, who had just stepped into the Guiyuan Realm. The difference was like night and day.
"You can all turn around now! He has something dangerous in his hand!"
Jiang Xinghai pointed, and the face of the black-masked man holding a brownish-yellow glass bottle changed drastically.
The crowd's eyes all turned to the black-masked man. When they saw the brownish-yellow glass bottle in his hand, they instantly realized what was happening.
