Ying Xue sized up the black-robed man. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and sharp and angular eyes. He had a short gown and looked about 23 or 24 years old. He didn't look like a bad person. As Duan Tian said, things in the world couldn't be explained by good or bad things.
"Hey, what are you daydreaming about? I, Ying You's subordinate, am not someone without a name." The black-robed person's name was Ying You. The more he saw Horned Dragon and Ying Xue ignore him, the more angry he became. The Horned Dragon naturally wouldn't reply to his words. Ying Xue was lost in her thoughts again, afraid that Ying You would have no choice but to stay by his side and sulk.
"Oh, so you're called Shadow You. Your members of the Ghostly Soul Tribe were supposed to stand aloof from world
