Si Ruoxi was taken aback, "What good show?"
Yang Fei chuckled, his eyes revealing a sharp glint.
"Do you know there's a term called 'sweep across'?"
Si Ruoxi was still somewhat puzzled, and Yang Fei chuckled again.
"Just follow me."
Not just Si Ruoxi; even the others couldn't understand what had suddenly gotten into Yang Fei.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Yang Fei strode towards the Municipal Avenue.
"Oh my, what's he trying to do? He's not thinking of..."
"Damn, so domineering; if you can fight, don't argue; the essence of a martial artist!"
"Martial Contest for Discourse, Martial Contest for Discourse!"
...
In an instant, chaos erupted in front of Yinxue Tower.
Numerous people suddenly grasped Yang Fei's intent and all exclaimed in surprise.
Si Ruoxi's heart pounded wildly, her face flushed with color.
Although she didn't understand Yang Fei's intention, seeing the crowd's excitement with their blood surging.
She also felt something big was going to happen.
