The Incense Burner beside Xue Wei slowly let out curling wisps of blue smoke, and a faint scent of agarwood permeated the entire room.
Ah San's words echoed in the empty room.
Hearing this, Xue Wei's brows furrowed slightly, a trace of astonishment flashing in his eyes.
He slowly shifted his gaze, eyes like lightning sweeping toward Ah San; however, that astonishment only lingered on his face for a brief instant before quickly dissipating, as if it had never existed.
"Oh? They broke our Formation?" Xue Wei let out a cold laugh, his voice tinged with a hint of contempt. "It seems they do have some skill. However, this is merely one Formation they've broken. Ye Qingchen, oh Ye Qingchen, your luck amounts to no more than this. The road ahead is not so easy to walk."
