C1211 Death God Scythe

The tension in the air was palpable, with every breath sounding crystal clear.

Ye Rou's words, though not overtly stating her intention to aid Ye Xiaofeng, left no doubt about where she stood.

Anderson's gaze turned icy as he looked at Ye Rou, feeling played. His eyes brimmed with a fierce intent to kill.

If glares could be lethal