Just as Uncle Wan was nervously washing his neck and waiting for death, he suddenly heard a faint snort.
Hmph? Hmph what? Uncle Wan looked at Yan Jiuchao nervously and saw that Yan Jiuchao, who had wanted to explode a second ago, had gently closed his eyelids. Without that crazy and bloodthirsty gaze, Uncle Wan seemed to feel that the vicious aura around Young Master was not as strong as before.
So what did this mean? He agreed to go to Lotus Flower Village?
Uncle Wan wanted to ask more, but he was afraid that Yan Jiuchao would kill him if he opened his mouth. He could only brace himself and take a gamble. He waved his hand at Shadow Thirteen, indicating for him to drive the carriage to Lotus Flower Village.
When they passed by the Young Master Manor, Uncle Wan was scared to death. Fortunately, Yan Jiuchao did not get angry and did not stop the carriage.
In the dead of night, the road was deserted.
