C61 Xuanyin Gate

"Brother Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Xiaoyu was usually indifferent, and didn't really make people feel anything. Now, his face darkened as an inexplicable pressure flooded the deck. Not only were the passengers who were close to Zhang Xiaoyu in awe, even Zhao Cheng, who was already somewhat familiar with Zhang Xiaoyu, was pressured by this pressure until he was unable to speak