"Su Bin, you have quite the nerve."

As Su Bin looked towards him, Luo Xiu's gaze also fell upon him.

It was just a calm and indifferent sentence, yet it sent a shiver down the spine of Su Bin, the dignified candidate Holy Son of the Boundless Palace.

If he had known that this black-robed harbinger of doom was Chen Bingyu's Protector, even if he had the courage of two, he would never dare to stir up trouble.