In an instant, all the terrifying memories of this person before him flooded his mind. Xiao Yu's scalp tingled, and unknowingly, a layer of cold sweat had already seeped out on his back. He raised his hand, his lips trembling as he pointed at Qin Hao, with a look as if he had seen a ghost, and said, "Qin Hao, it's you!?"
Qin Hao held an empty wine glass, walking step by step until he stood in front of Xiao Yu, with a playful smile on his lips, then said, "Long time no see, hope you've been well, Eldest Young Master Xiao!"
Xiao Yu's expression was utterly horrified. He stared at Qin Hao and immediately shouted sternly, "You actually dare to show your face, Qin Hao. My Xiao Family has been searching for you day and night, and you still dare to come here, it's a path of self-destruction!"
His voice carried a slight tremor. Although his tone was very firm, everyone present could hear the essence of Xiao Yu's bravado and inner weakness.
