How did this man get in?
No one knows.
Where are the guards in the manor?
Why didn't anyone stop him?
As he walked, it was as if layers of dark clouds accompanied him, blocking the bright sun outside and overshadowing the corridor light.
Members of the Feng Family were already trembling uncontrollably, unable to withstand his aura.
As this Demon King-like man drew closer and closer to them.
These people subconsciously retreated; when they came to their senses, they found themselves distanced two to three meters away from Lu Xiaoyou.
Long Xiliang arrived at Lu Xiaoyou's side, catching the scent of disinfectant on her and a faint bloody smell belonging to Feng Zheyu.
The man's handsome brows slightly furrowed.
"Why did you come?"
The woman beside him lifted her face to look at him, her peach blossom eyes filled with charming emotions that could entangle him.
