บท 897: A Way to Return

A figure appeared at the door; it was a man of medium height. He wore a black trench coat, and he had brown hair, green eyes, and rough skin. He looked to be in his thirties.

He looked like an ordinary person of Red River ethnicity, but his eyes were squinted as if he had severe myopia and had forgotten his glasses.

As soon as this person entered, the chandelier in the bar lit up significantly. He then saw Shang Jianyao.

After a brief daze, he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The air in the bar froze as this voice echoed, and there were faint electric sparks flickering.

Shang Jianyao didn't show any weakness. His eyes gradually lit up, becoming brighter and brighter until they finally turned into two balls of lightning.

This action clearly stunned the person who had just entered. He instinctively turned his head and didn't look at this fellow.

Jacob finally came to his senses and weakly said, "He has no ill intentions."