At that moment, a middle-aged man in a black suit entered from outside the room, his features shifty and rat-like, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of slyness and greed.
"It's only you left, just obey quietly, and my Seven Deadly Ghosts will then be complete... Heh heh heh," the middle-aged man gave Zhao Bing a bloodthirsty smile.
Zhao Bing's whole body shuddered with fear, "I... I don't even know you, why... why are you trying to harm me..."
Scared as if she were a tiny chick, Xia Ying gently shook her head and embraced her, injecting a stream of True Qi into Zhao Bing's body to help stabilize her mind.
For such a big star, this was probably the first time in her life she had encountered something as supernaturally terrifying as this.
Suddenly!
The middle-aged man abruptly pressed on his chest, as if he were fiddling with something in his suit pocket!
