The pair of pitch-black eyes in front of him were always cold and calm,without a ripple. Looking at his red face and bloodshot eyes,he was also indifferent to his struggle,as if he was a dead person in front of him.
"Murong Jue! Cough! "You,you,let go of me!"
Zhao Gongxue was already scared silly. He stood to the side and covered his mouth as he looked at the terrifyingly calm Murong Jue. His appearance was even more frightening than any rage. His eyes clearly did not care about Murong Yue life or death. He really wanted to kill him!
The servant at the side did not dare to speak. The box in his hand fell to the ground and fell onto the ground.
The room seemed to have been frozen,with only Murong Yue struggling and sobbing.
When Murong Yue rolled his eyes,the power that had been suppre
