Ye Weiming silently slipped through the iron bars, but he still caught the Tianyi City Lord's attention immediately.
Seeing that the other party had already noticed him, Ye Weiming responded with a brilliant, harmless smile. His arms crossed leisurely over his chest as he leaned his back against the iron bars behind him in a comfortable posture, looking as though he were here to watch a show.
The message his demeanor conveyed to the Tianyi City Lord was... You fight your fight. I'm just watching. I won't interfere.
Yeah, right. You Imperial Hound, you're rotten to the core!
At this moment, the Tianyi City Lord felt utterly stifled. The one-against-four battle had already left him struggling to cope. Who could have expected those four Koreans to be so useless? A moment ago, they had held the upper hand, looking ready to take out Ye Weiming before Xiao Qiao and the others could defeat the Tianyi City Lord.
Yet in the next moment, Ye Weiming had seized an opening and picked them off one by one, scoring a quad kill in one go.
Then, the Tianyi City Lord realized that the thick-skinned bald man facing him had suddenly become even tougher than before.
And now, Ye Weiming had demonstrated his ability to ignore terrain obstacles, slipping straight through the gaps in the iron bars and assuming the pose of a spectator.
Seriously, how was he supposed to ignore Ye Weiming's presence as long as he sat there?
The Tianyi City Lord had already been having an extremely difficult time fighting four opponents alone. Under Ye Weiming's watchful gaze, the pressure only became more overwhelming.
He did not believe for a second that Ye Weiming truly would not intervene. At most, Ye Weiming would refrain from acting while Xiao Qiao and the