C122 Blood Clan.
Jiang Xiaofan hadn't turned around yet, but he sensed a dense aura of malice behind him that sent a chill down his spine and made him shudder.
The shape, the feel, the height, this was...
"Gulp!"
He swallowed hard, slowly pivoting to face the figure behind him, and found himself staring into a pair of eyes gleaming with murderous intent.
The figure was clad in a night suit