"Where are Luo Xiu and Vivian?"
Allen stepped forward, the blood droplets on his dragon claw slowly dripping down the sharp tip, each drop splattering on the ground to form tiny blood flowers. His voice was as cold as ice, and the bloodlust in his eyes was almost tangible.
"Allen, don't act rashly."
Xie Fei keenly detected the undisguised killing intent in Allen's eyes, his heart tightening as he hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "The president took both of them down to the mines to identify the Spiritual Spring. Think about it, if something happened to the two of us, the president would never spare your companions."
Down to the mines? Damn it!
Allen gritted his teeth hard, his heart instantly filled with anxiety and anger.
Luo Xiu was notoriously bad with directions, so there was no way he could remember the route to the underground Spiritual Spring.
