Wu Xia and Wang Zhiruo were both startled.
"Why has he come again?"
Sun Xujie also saw the two, his gaze flashing with icy coldness.
Last night, Wu Xia had arrived quickly and left quickly, always emanating a powerful aura, along with Han Xiao's army, which indeed had terrified Sun Xujie.
But once everyone had left, he calmed down and thought carefully, always feeling that there was more to the story.
So he immediately contacted his clan, asking them to send two powerful elders to test Wu Xia's strength.
However, when he saw Wu Xia and Wang Zhiruo stepping out of the car hand in hand, and Wang Zhiruo having already become a woman, his heart was filled with immense rage.
"You'd better be really strong, otherwise I will tear you to pieces!"
Sun Xujie roared inwardly; he had devoted so much effort to this woman, and now she was dressing for another man—how could he accept this willingly?
Seeing Sun Xujie's face suddenly turn ashen, Wang Zhiruo tightly grasped Wu Xia's hand.
