C1286 Lord of Jun Yue Mountain

The Well-dressed Man examined the severed arm in his grasp with an unexpectedly calm demeanor. His eyes, rather than reflecting anger, shone with a pensive light as he regarded Lin Yaoyang.

Lin Yaoyang faced the Well-dressed Man with an icy stare. He was indifferent to the idea of dispatching him then and there. Whatever ace the man might have up his sleeve