Under the warning of Seventh Girl, Xu Xiangbei realized that the space around him was as silent as if surrounded by a vacuum. He understood that he was enveloped by a killing intent, which was so tangible that it blocked out all the noise and music outside.
No wonder Seventh Girl's flirtatious banter seemed a bit unnatural. It turned out it was a deliberate act for outsiders to see.
Xu Xiangbei clinked glasses with Seventh Girl again, both gazing affectionately at each other, and drank up their wine. Xu Xiangbei whispered, "Thank you, I don't know who's so interested in me."
Seventh Girl scoffed: "The guests at three tables have all brought weapons. They've surrounded you in a pincer formation, clearly targeting you."
Xu Xiangbei asked suspiciously, "How do you know?"
"Do you think I dance with them just to entertain them? Whatever they're carrying, even if they had stents in their hearts, I can detect it with precision."
