Huo Yirong: "Punishment Hall."
Huo Yunjiao's index finger tapped lightly on the chair, rhythmically and repeatedly.
The man seemed gentle and elegant, but beneath that surface was a hard and relentless disposition. His dark pupils were engulfing swirling vortexes that would trap anyone who looked into them.
His voice was lazy: "Send Miss Su back to the Su Family, and tell them if they still want a place in Capital City, they need to locate the woman from Imperial Court Hotel that night, they have a day."
Huo Yirong, hearing this, couldn't help cursing.
The swearing of the second master, Huo, was met with an severe warning glance from the old master, Huo.
Huo Junxin paled at his little brother's words as well.
He thought that his third brother returned home because he discovered the Su Family's plot at the Imperial Court Hotel, and he was back to strike down the Su Family, making them an example to alert the other restless aristocratic families.
