"Thump thump thump..."
Outside the hall, the clamorous footsteps were drawing closer and closer.
Mu Yangguo, Zhao Hui, and Mu Ziling were utterly silent. Now, words were useless; even if Su Chen changed his mind and agreed to hide, there was no time left.
They could only pray!!!
Pray to the heavens.
After a few breaths,
The noisy footsteps came to an abrupt halt. Accompanying this was a crowd of people at the entrance of the hall, twenty-six in total, completely surrounding the doorway, leaving no gaps at all. Not even a fly could think of flying out of the hall, right?
Leading them was none other than Ye Hongteng, his hair disheveled and his eyes bloodshot red.
"You're still here!" Ye Hongteng spotted Su Chen at a glance. His hoarse voice was full of endless sharp murderous intent; every word was like a knife scraping bone.
