Mou Xiao suppressed the questions in his heart. Since the master didn't want that item anymore, they would all respect the master's decision.
"Second Master, we don't want that item anymore," Mou Xiao spoke, his gaze fixed on the pool. Long Yinxiao smiled coldly:
"Among you people, who is the leader?"
Long Yinxiao looked up, his gaze shifting from Mou Xiao to Feng.
The man called Feng, when he first came ashore, caused countless female guests in the surrounding crowd to scream. His physique was excellent, and his drenched body was even more alluring than a nude figure.
Additionally, his looks were exceedingly handsome, comparable only to Long Xiliang.
Yet the aura of Feng was different from Long Xiliang.
Feng was colder, like the millennium glaciers of Antarctica; he seemed like a frozen person, a deity residing in the icy caves for years. He seldom stepped into the mortal realm, and his aura was entirely different from ordinary people.
