After sensing the murderous intent emanating from Chen Nan,
Wang Guodong suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and a cold illusion crept over his body.
At this moment,
he felt as if he had fallen into a cold ice hole, with all the hair on his body standing on end.
It was the first time he had ever experienced such an intense and icy murderous intent on someone!
"Uncle Wang, let's leave it at that for today, I'll take my leave now!" Chen Nan tried to calm his emotions and then stood up to leave the tea house and drove back to Jade Garden.
Boom!
Just as Chen Nan had returned to Jade Garden,
another dull thunder rumbled through the night sky.
The weather had changed again.
The clear night was now shrouded in a large swath of dark clouds, giving the impression of an impending storm.
The howling wind rustled the tree leaves.
"Aunt Yan, I'm back!"
After entering the villa, Chen Nan called out softly but did not receive a response from Yan Jin.
