Yu Sihuang's lips twitched.
Meanwhile, in the Ouyang family, Feng Yuan had already learned about the events at the Holy King Tomb gathering.
Upon knowing that Luo Qingtong had invited people from the Dark Arena to back her up, fighting back against the Ouyang and Huo families.
Not only that, she even conducted an auction for the Holy King Tomb Map, acquiring eighty percent of the Huo family's assets. Instantly, her heart was overwhelmed with hatred and madness.
"Bang!" With a sudden move, she swept everything on the table in front of her to the ground, sitting there and gasping heavily.
"Evil Doctor Ghost Eyes!"
She spat each word as if it were a ghostly curse!
Feng Yuan's hands clenched fiercely, her sharp nails digging deep into the surface of the table before her, almost crushing the sturdy rosewood desk to pieces.
Truly detestable!
Behind the Evil Doctor Ghost Eyes, there turned out to be such a trump card!
