The entire room inexplicably fell silent.
Wang Hanyan, who had been about to swing her dagger, froze at the sight of the slender, handsome young man who suddenly appeared in the doorway. Confusion filled her eyes.
He Zihan and Chen Huan were stunned at first. Once they recognized the newcomer, they were overjoyed, as though they had caught sight of dawn.
"Mr. Chen!"
"Shh, keep it down. I know I'm handsome, but screams alone can't express how handsome I am. It's a special favor God bestowed on me—no, let's be modest—on a very select few."
The two women: "..."
The corner of Wang Hanyan's eye twitched. As far as she was concerned, an idiot had just walked in.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
She had set up a Heavenly Desire Dream Smoke formation in the corridor. Anyone who passed through would be destroyed without even a body left behind. How had this young man in his early twenties made it through?
"Who am I?" Jun Wangchen narrowed his eyes and cupped his chin, pondering briefly. Then his eyes lit up as though something had occurred to him. "I'm the peerlessly handsome stud whose back alone can enthrall entire armies, and whose face makes girls fall so madly in love they jump off buildings! My nickname is 'So Handsome I Want to Disfigure Myself,' my alias is 'Wanted for Being Too Handsome,' and my English name is 'So Very Handsome'!"
Silence swept through the room.
Wang Hanyan's face darkened. She glanced at He Zihan and Chen Huan, who were struggling to hold back their laughter, then turned a cold gaze on Jun Wangchen.
"I'll give you three seconds to say your last words!"
"Three seconds?" Jun Wangchen paused, then gave her a teasing smile. "Could you give me a