"Little sister! You're back!" Seeing An Yiqing before them, both An Zhihang and An Zhiyan's hearts, which had been in their throats, settled down.
"Lao San? How come you're here too? Didn't you go home?"
The questioning voice of An Zhihang drew the attention of several men in black on the floor to Gu Yelin, who was standing behind An Yiqing. Upon seeing the tall and upright man, these few almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
It was Third Young Master Guh, the God of Slaughter of Xuanjin!
What on earth was the background of this family? How could they even be associated with Third Young Master Guh?
The tragic thieves had not inquired properly about the An Family's background and had come bumbling along to find something. Now, they truly realized how naive they had been!
