C117 Master Is Not as Good as Me?

The wind whispered through the grass, creating an atmosphere of tension and foreboding. Inside the mansion, Ye Fann sensed something was off. Suddenly, it hit him—this was a trap. The invitation from the Huang family was nothing but bait to lure him in.

As he walked down the mansion's main avenue, he could feel the danger closing in from all sides. Shadows flitted around him