Shen Han’s tone carried a hint of mockery; perhaps this was his way of understanding Jiang Yu.
As for his gaze, it was nothing less than a judgment.
The group was stunned at first, then their faces turned pale. Their eyes were filled with disbelief and profound humiliation. They were people of the Ghost Market, the Pavilion Masters of the Ghost Market! Each of them held a position of great power and authority; when had they ever suffered such deep humiliation? This was trampling their dignity into the dirt.
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