It was worse than someone desecrating his ancestors' graves.
Even his flawless face was layered with frost, cold enough to seep into the bones.
A surge of fury threatened to erupt from his chest, a wave of darkness capable of annihilating everything surged into his heart. If anything truly happened to Di Jinxuan, he would make the entire world her burial ground!
He would bathe the whole of Miaojiang in blood!
It was as if even the driver sensed the crisis, treating the car like a rocket and driving at breakneck speed. Thankfully, the driver was a professional, his skill undeniably superb.
In the midst of tension, they quickly arrived at Nanyuan.
"Master Jin!" The driver's voice echoed faintly from the front seat.
Nangong Jin was already on the verge of losing control, for Di Jinxuan was presently flushed red, her body limp and boneless, every inch of her radiating an astonishing allure.
