"Hey, old man, why aren't you moving?"
"Oh crap? Could he really be dead?"
"How is that possible? He's just playing around with her."
When they saw the old man suddenly freeze, the onlookers started chattering among themselves.
Hearing the gossiping, Fang Xiaocao's sharp gaze swept over them.
Being stared at by Fang Xiaocao's intense eyes, those few people were immediately startled and fell silent.
They didn't know why they were scared, it was baffling.
But somehow, Fang Xiaocao's gaze made them feel the chill of death.
It's the kind of feeling you only get during life-and-death moments in the Jianghu.
Usually, you only feel it when facing a formidable opponent or with a knife at your throat.
Yet Fang Xiaocao's mere gaze scared them like that.
Seeing the darting eyes of the few, Fang Xiaocao chuckled inwardly.
She knew exactly why they were afraid.
Because she had deliberately played tricks to teach them a lesson.
