Nangong Hongye looked at everyone, confidence showing between his brows. It only made the surrounding members of the Devil Race more anxious.
The gap in strength was already there, and Nangong Hongye was the young master of the Kirin Race.
Everyone had already been afraid of him.
Now, the way Nangong Hongye carried himself made him look even more fearless.
Naturally, everyone was panicking.
However, although they were all deeply uneasy, not a single person present took a step back.
The members of the Devil Race surrounding Nangong Hongye knew full well that taking even one step back now would disrupt the troops' morale.
When that happened, even if Nangong Hongye didn't kill you, the Devil Race would punish you once you returned.
And then, it wouldn't just be you who suffered. Your family would be dragged into it because of that single step you'd taken back.
Fear flickered in everyone's eyes, but their expressions remained resolute.
They looked at Nangong Hongye, their killing intent blazing.
A handsome young man looked at Nangong Hongye and suddenly asked, "Young Master of the Kirin Race, Nangong Hongye?"
Nangong Hongye shifted his gaze to the talented young man.
A genial smile appeared on Nangong Hongye's face. He nodded and said, "That's right. It's me. You know me?"
The young man smiled and replied quite naturally, "Of course I do."
"Tell me, who here hasn't heard of Nangong Hongye of the Kirin Race?"
"But you dared to barge into the heart of the Devil Race all by yourself? Who gave you the nerve? Or do you, Nangong Hongye, think the Devil Race has no one?"
Neither side made the first move.
Nangong Hongye had come for a reason. He wasn't here to kill anyone, so of course he wouldn't attack first.
And the members