The slave, who was so outnumbered, turned around with great difficulty, only to see an indifferent man standing behind him. An iron hand clasped his neck. With a gentle squeeze, it felt like his bones were about to be broken.
He was so frightened that his whole body became as soft as mud.
This man seemed to be the King of Yama. He was extremely handsome, but also cold and distant. He could easily take someone's life in an instant, as if any life was nothing in his eyes.
who is he?
"Spare... spare my life..." The slave spit out a few unclear words from his throat, and there was a wetness between his legs, and there was also a filthy smell.
"Get out!" It was just a faint sound, but it was so scary that it almost made you lose your breath.
The slave was lying on the ground unable to get up, so the person waiting beside the sedan ran over shivering and helped him up.
"Let's go... let's go, hurry up, hurry up..." Everyone was so frightened that they almost ran away.
Inside the sedan, a pretty woman wearing a light green dress, with her eyes closed, noticed the commotion outside. She stretched out a pair of white jade-like hands to lift up the sedan curtain, and immediately saw a cold-faced Shura-like figure.
Man, she paused, "Fourth brother?"
Is it him? Is it the fourth brother who saved her fifteen years ago?
She covered her chest with one hand, fearing that her racing heart would jump out.
I just wanted to call my fourth brother, but the sedan chair was already far away.
She took back her hand melancholy, her eyes filled with a touch of sadness.
[Please note that every character appearing now has a great relationship with the future plot. 】