C61 Flames of Fury

Zhang Luo's expression was blank, clearly displeased. He moved forward, intent on heading upstairs to rest. Having been on the go all day, he was exhausted.

"Wang Yan, where's your son-in-law? Why isn't he here?"

"What do you want with that loser?"

Wang Yan's voice boomed from nearby.

Zhang Luo, who had just stepped onto the first stair, paused and turned to face Wang Yan