"Young master, Master Yancey just called..." he spoke up, bracing himself, but as he saw Liam Yancey's gaze sweep over him, the chill was pervasive, and he was so frightened that he immediately closed his mouth and lowered his head.
Liam Yancey stared down at the underling, the bone-chilling cold in his eyes gradually spreading as if layered with a thick frost.
He suddenly turned and walked straight toward the edge of the woods, startling Fierce Eagle, who let out a sigh of relief and quickly followed.
Half an hour later, a car drove into the Yancey Family's Villa House. The servants at the front gate had already spent the morning waiting there, in the scorching sun.
Many of their faces were flushed with heat, and those with lower endurance were barely able to stand, but they stood reverently, not daring to move.
