What was going on? Had his protagonist halo kicked in again? Why did he keep running into villains whose brains had gone missing?
But after a brief sweep with his Soul Power, Xiao Yan's mouth twitched. He had more or less found the source of the problem. Not far behind him, a little girl in green, with scattered scales on her body and a basket of vegetables in her arms, was trembling.
Xiao Yan sighed helplessly, utterly speechless.
Judging by the situation, this mercenary at the Peak Dou Master level was looking for trouble? He had not taken any drugs, and nothing else seemed wrong with him, so he could only be trying to make an example of Xiao Yan.
"Are you deaf, brat? You dare ignore me!"
Seeing no response from Xiao Yan, the burly man flew into a rage. He drew the mountain-cleaving axe from his back and swung it straight at Xiao Yan.
An uproar erupted in the crowd. Xiao Yan could also hear the little girl's startled cry.
"Watch out!"
To the onlookers, however, Xiao Yan seemed to have been scared senseless. He showed no reaction whatsoever.
"Heh, heh, heh! No matter how pretty you are, brat, without strength, you're still just one swing of my axe away from death! A pretty boy with a silver spearhead made of wax, that's all! Die!"
As though already picturing Xiao Yan's miserable end, the burly man could not help grinning viciously.
His ugly face looked especially hideous.
The moment those words left his mouth, the experienced mercenaries present understood what was happening.
Clearly, something had happened at this ugly man's home, or something had gone wrong while he was out on a mission. Whatever the case, he was nursing a bellyful of anger and wanted to vent it.