C125 Tailor North(2)

The black-clothed man's eyes narrowed as he stared at the Xue Qilin with a sharp gaze.

However, the Xue Qilin acted as if it didn't feel anything. It completely ignored the gaze that was habitually filled with killing intent.

"What? Do you want to fight?"

It didn't know where it got a chair from but it sat down on it