The hall was as if swept by a storm, eerily quiet.
Everyone looked towards the man walking in at the entrance.
He wore a black suit, one hand in his pocket, striding in with large steps.
His exquisite, handsome face seemed shrouded in dark clouds, his light brown eyes glinting with a bloodthirsty light, his whole body exuding an awe-inspiring, murderous aura.
"Young Master Jiang!" Someone in the hall shouted.
Everyone shivered, as silent as cicadas in winter.
Everyone knew that the main and second branches of the Jiang Family didn't see eye to eye. Second Young Master Jiang and Third Young Master Jiang were mortal enemies, and no one expected them to run into each other today.
Of course, what was even more surprising was the unexpected presence of Young Master Jiang here.
Could it really be as rumored, that Young Master Jiang and Zhao Xiyue had such a relationship?
Jiang Yutai's face grew darker when he heard someone call Jiang Jingheng Young Master Jiang.
