Amid the crowd stood a young man in a fitted black robe. His looks were passable enough, but no matter where he was placed, he would hardly stand out.
When Qing Mo slightly turned his head to look at him from the high platform, the man immediately raised his head and met Qing Mo's pair of abyss-deep eyes head-on!
The instant Qing Mo locked eyes with him, he saw within the other man's gaze a madness and jealousy so dense they could barely dissipate!
And when this black-clad young man, staring directly at Qing Mo, looked at the beautiful young women gathered around him—
A trace of indescribable greed and a desire bound to have them flashed deep within his eyes!
It was as though beauties like Yun Zhiyi, Dong Qingyou, and Vermouth were already his possessions!
"Another idiot courting death!"
Expressionless, Qing Mo gave the young man his assessment the moment they had stared at each other for less than two seconds!
How laughable—the young man who dared meet Qing Mo's gaze, his heart brimming with blind, unfounded confidence!
The instant he met Qing Mo's eyes on the high platform, Qing Mo had already rifled through the memories in his sea of consciousness over and over, countless times!
In other words, this extraordinarily overconfident young man—
Already had no secrets left before Qing Mo!
It turned out that the young man facing Qing Mo was named Ye Linyuan!
He had ascended step by step from one of those modern urban martial-arts novel worlds into this divine realm!
And back in that modern-day world, his identity had been that of a mercenary Dragon King—a man who loved playing the pig to eat the tiger, building a vast harem, and smiling with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes...
The reason he,