Bo Yeyuan's warplane had already landed by the demon fountain in Satan City, and all guards entered combat mode.
Li Qiyu stood on the corridor, watching from a distance as Beitang Feng and Bo Yeyuan squared off against each other.
The scene seemed to go back to a month ago, but the roles had reversed, with Bo Yeyuan infiltrating Beitang Mansion demanding someone…
Not knowing what the two men had said to each other, they reached a consensus. Beitang Feng casually lifted his arm, the corners of his mouth curving into a wickedly cold smirk.
"Mr. Bo, if you can't find the person in my castle, leave your heart behind as a tribute to me."
Leike was startled.
Beitang Feng, with his hand over his heart, his handsome face oozing malice, smiled strangely, "The stab you gave me back then still aches occasionally. I've been keeping this score for you."
