Ye Chenfeng blurted out, and immediately, Sikong Zhairiyue's expression changed sharply.
"Where is it?"
Sikong Zhairiyue cautiously glanced around.
Ye Chenfeng took a drag on his cigarette, his eyes sweeping in several directions, and Sikong Zhairiyue quickly got the hint.
"Boss, what now?" Sikong Zhairiyue asked.
"Do what you have to do!" Ye Chenfeng smiled as he downed the fresh beer in his cup.
Sikong Zhairiyue picked up his glass, about to drink, but put it down again upon seeing the woman in his arms. It was really too nauseating.
In a certain room, several figures stood by the window.
One of them was none other than Ouyang Qingcheng.
"Holy Maiden, since the Forbidden God King has delivered himself to us, shall we not act?"
A blond-haired, blue-eyed European man beside her asked, exuding a chilling aura.
Ouyang Qingcheng turned to look at him and said, "Alton, don't you find the Forbidden God King to be too calm?"
