C191 Mo Xu

Fast, it was simply too fast. Even Ye Xuan, who was sitting right in front of him, did not know when or how the young man made his move.

As a result, Ye Xuan also realized that the fan in the young man's hand was not a normal fan, but a weapon, a killing weapon.

Because just now, Ye Xuan had obviously felt an endless killing intent from the fan