Fear!
A simple word, yet it is filled with people's fear of the unknown. Li Cangtian didn't want to be afraid, nor did he want to tremble.
But now he cannot control himself because Ye Xuan's eyes stare at him like a venomous snake. His soul trembles, his body quivers slightly, he doesn't want to be so vulnerable, he wants to remove this emotion of fear, but he finds that he simply cannot.
What kind of eyes are these?
Ferocious, insane, venomous, bloody—just these qualities alone wouldn't make Li Cangtian feel afraid.
What Li Cangtian saw more was the powerful force contained in Ye Xuan's eyes that he couldn't understand. It was as if he were a lamb to be slaughtered, and the other party was a terrifying butcher; as long as this butcher raised the slaughter knife in his hand, the next moment he would die utterly.
"Die for me!"
