"Where is she?"
Song Yu Han's cold voice echoed in the empty and frozen forest. Despite it being cold enough, the people who heard it couldn't stop the shiver that ran through their bodies.
His subordinates dared not glance at their boss, knowing that the control Song Yu Han had over himself had completely been unwrapped. One wrong word and a death sentence could be served.
The man on the ground didn't know what their boss could do. But even then, he should've heard the danger in their boss's voice.
And they were right.
Evgenia had never imagined himself feeling scared. It was the opposite. He was the one who brought fear to his enemies. He shouldn't fear the man before him.
Yet, he did fear him.
The hand grabbing him by the hair tightened, and his scalp screamed in pain. If he didn't do anything, Evgenia thought that Song Yu Han would peel his scalp off with his bare hands!
"Stop!"
