Zi Lingxi thought that Cha Qing Luo had read too many novels and was probably hallucinating.
She didn't take it seriously and said to Cha Qing Luo,""I'll go over there to report first. "
Cha Qing Luo nodded, but her eyes were on the man.
Cha Qing Luo stood there and looked at him, thinking that this person looked as gentle as Jade, handsome and comfortable, like the snow in the mountains. He didn't look like someone who wanted to destroy her father's small gang.
Cha Qing Luo wondered if there was something wrong with her brain.
Just as she was thinking about this, a scene flashed through her mind. It was the day when his father's gang was wiped out and there was a thunderstorm. It was this figure who stood in front of a group of people, each of them holding a heavy weapon.
"Master, master, your mission is to save your family business. Only then can you live ..."
