C115 Do You Have a Reputation

The room was deathly silent, so quiet that everyone's heartbeats could be heard.

Zhang Xiaojian smoked, taking one mouthful after another, his face expressionless.

There was neither joy nor anger.

Facing a man who could easily kill four bodyguards, other than Ghost King who was sitting in the middle and the bodyguards behind him, the rest of the people were already trembling in fear