It had been two days since Shen Haoran entered the house. During that time, the black poisonous mist enveloping the building fluctuated in intensity, leaving everyone outside wondering what was happening inside.
"Why isn't he out yet? Surely he hasn't been killed by that black poison mist, has he?"
"I doubt it. Shen Haoran is an honored guest of the Clan Leader and the Young Master. If something happened to him, they wouldn't just stand by. Besides, look at that young woman. She hasn't made a move, has she? She's the one who was ready to break an arm and a leg of the White Tiger Race's Clan Leader for his sake. If something had really happened to Shen Haoran, how could she remain so calm?" a Guard said, pointing at Ji Lingxuan.
