Gu Siting's handsome and profound features suddenly tensed.
"I want a person alive or a corpse in death!"
Ming Yao looked at the man whose every move was filled with arrogance and domineering authority and couldn't help snorting softly in her heart.
With that attitude of yours, even if fox were still alive, he wouldn't help you.
Ming Yao walked toward the exit of the restaurant.
A figure seated in a wheelchair just happened to appear at the entrance of the restaurant.
Ming Yao almost collided with the man in the wheelchair.
Ming Yao glanced at the man.
The man was extraordinarily handsome, with clear and fresh eyes, a high and straight nose, and lips that were thin and pinkish-red, moist. His slender features were delicate and picturesque, like a cold and stunning young noble who had stepped out of a comic book.
Ming Yao gasped in admiration.
The men accompanying Tyrant Gu, each and every one of them had incredibly good looks!
