Capítulo 133: Untitled

Meng Fuyao swung left and right, desperately staring into Zhan Beiye's eyes as though she was concerned that her brother was deranged, when in fact she was glaring daggers at Zhan Beiye to warn him — I dare you to act up now.

Her head blocked Zhan Beiye's sharp gaze. The soldier, originally filled with suspicion, revealed a moment of realization after hearing her words. That dangerous, bone-chilling and murderous gaze that sent pricks and cold sweat down his back were merely the gaze of a madman.

'A madman's gaze… indeed, it is this abnormal.'

Looking at Zhan Beiye in disdain, the soldier casually waved his spear and commented with a tone of contempt, "Which crazy woman gave birth to this madman and even let him roam about, being a disgrace? Scram!"

Zhan Beiye trembled slightly.

Meng Fuyao's gaze turned cold.