"With that fake face full of Botox, you dare!"
Before Jin Jumo could speak, a sinister and extremely contemptuous male voice suddenly drifted over from one side.
Jin Jumo was slightly stunned and looked over.
When she saw Xiao Nanqing standing not far away, with an extraordinary posture but cold disdain in his eyes, and... the man beside him with finely chiseled features and tightly knit brows, her eyes trembled fiercely.
Han Feng was shamefully rigid-faced, looking at Xiao Nanqing and Rong Mochen.
The angry words choked in his throat when he saw the distinguished outfits and strong aura exuding from the newcomers.
"Who are you people?" Han Feng steadied his mind and asked.
Xiao Nanqing sneered coldly, gazing down at his leather shoes, "If I were you, I would choose to disappear immediately."
Han Feng's throat quivered, dumbstruck as he looked at Xiao Nanqing.
Xiao Nanqing slowly raised his gaze, his phoenix eyes grim and cold, "Scram!"
