"Hmph!" Seeing the awestruck gazes around him, Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
With a cold glance, when the crowd saw Zhang Xiaohao's indifferent eyes, they quickly averted their gazes.
"Let's go!" Dropping the words, Zhang Xiaohao walked forward with Cheng Qingsu.
"This cheap brother-in-law of mine nearly scared me to death just now. Luckily, I bluffed my way through, otherwise, it would have been disastrous," Cheng Qingsu muttered to herself.
They stopped at a blood-red altar.
Zhang Xiaohao glanced indifferently at the "cocoon" on the altar, then at the corpses around, and withdrew his gaze to move to the next room.
He randomly picked an empty room and entered.
Cheng Qingsu closed the door and, with a lot on her mind, didn't rush to speak.
Zhang Xiaohao swept the room with his Soul Power to ensure there were no surveillance devices and set up a soundproof barrier with his Soul Power.
"Alright, now we can talk."
