C27 Sobriety and Tranquillity

Diao was touching his neck. It was a little cold, blood, and a little hot.

Diao Dian could not see Zhu Yepiao move, but he could clearly see Zhu Yepiao's ice-cold face freeze for a split-second in front of his eyes.

Even back in those days, the killer who almost killed him did not make him feel cold about his death. What kind of master was this young man in front of him?

Silence