Tyrell looked somewhat annoyed at Ye Tian. It was simply an insult to them, but he said nothing because he was afraid of being beaten!
The terror of Ye Tian made him tremble with fear.
Wang Ke'er looked at Tyrell arrogantly from the side and snorted coldly, "I hope you realize where you are! Don't overstep!"
Tyrell's face looked somewhat ugly as he snorted coldly, "So what if you can fight? If your shooting is no good, you're still mine tonight! Humph! Reheis!"
The next moment, a man stood up from a distance. He was also Caucasian, very handsome and cool, practically looking like a foreign celebrity, and even Ye Tian could find no fault with him. His appearance also made many women in the venue gasp in awe.
Wang Ke'er looked at the man and her expression grew serious. Ye Tian asked inquisitively, "Is he that good? He seems slightly less handsome, nothing special."