When Xiang Yu and the group reached a safe place, their clothes were already burned, and Tie Zhuzi and Xiaoxuan's hair was singed into curls.
Only then did they turn to look at the person beside them, seeing someone with big eyes, fair skin, dressed in white clothes, with short hair and a small mole on the left eyebrow; the person looked quite delicate, just like a college student.
However, Tie Zhuzi could smell a faint scent of blood from this person, as if this guy had just slaughtered a pig.
Xiaoxuan unconsciously pulled Tie Zhuzi away a bit from this person, sensing a powerful aura emanating from him.
"Who are you?" Xiaoxuan asked cautiously.
Tie Zhuzi, seeing Xiaoxuan being so careful, also began to be on guard. After all, this place was too unusual, and they had to be extremely cautious.
Just as Xiaoxuan finished speaking, a person approached from afar, whispered something in the stranger's ear.
