"Who are you? This is none of your business!" the manager of Ronghua Tower shouted.
Was it a human wall?
Gu Bailu turned her head, only to discover that the man behind her was wearing a silver mask that had delicate facial features.
His charming eyes were also casual and playful.
It went without saying that the face behind the mast had to be splendid.
While this world was cold and ruthless, it was certainly a world with a lot of pretty men.
Wouldn't they all turn gay when they were so handsome?
Wait… what was she thinking? She should be focused on whose side the man was on.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whom you must not be mean to."
The man's voice wasn't intimidating, but it sounded unapproachable and unquestionable.
"She's just a piece of trash. Why do you have to go against the Murong family for her?" The manager was unwilling to piss off a guy who obviously had a formidable identity.
