Yang Xiao looked coldly at Zhou Ziyu, his eyes devoid of any emotion, making Zhou Ziyu feel as if he was already a dead man.
Indeed, Yang Xiao's gaze was too terrifying; a mere glance from him sent chills all over Zhou Ziyu's body.
"Impossible? I'm already standing right here and you still think it's impossible? I really don't know where your confidence comes from! Although the Zhou family's arrangements might be secret, they're not so inscrutable as to leave no trace at all!" Yang Xiao said, his voice loaded with sarcasm.
Previously, as he wandered through the village, he noticed the bright lights here and made his way to this place.
He had a feeling that Zhu Li was here, and to his surprise, his intuition was correct; he really had found Zhu Li here.
At that time, Zhu Li and Zhou Ziyu were still in the living room of this western-style house.
Initially, Yang Xiao had planned to fetch Long San and bring him along to this place.
