Luo Li's face instantly darkened, and a violent black aura began to spread behind her.
Within the banquet hall, it was as if a raging storm had erupted, causing many to look alarmed and step back hurriedly.
However, all of this seemed as gentle as a spring breeze when it reached Xue An; not even a strand of his hair was stirred.
"Who exactly are you?" Luo Li demanded coldly, her killing intent practically solidifying upon her face.
"Who am I?" Xue An chuckled softly and suddenly turned his head to the monk beside him, speaking casually.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
The monk remained silent for a moment, then pressed his palms together and spoke softly, "This humble monk is Jin Jue, pays respects to the benefactor!"
"You don't recognize me?" Xue An was slightly startled.
"Familiar but unknown!" Jin Jue replied honestly.
Xue An nodded in realization. "Ah, so that's how it is."
