Late at night. The surroundings fell perfectly silent.

Yang Ye stood on the city wall with his hands behind his back, and he gazed indifferently at the sky.

The gazes of many had converged on Yang Ye.

A voice came from behind Qin Chuan, “Qin Chuan, do you think that new guy can survive the night?”

Qin Chuan turned around. It was Yu Jing who’d spoken those words.

Qin Chuan looked up at Yang Ye and spoke softly, “Based on his strength, it’s naturally not ...