He doesn't believe it.
Sheng Chang'an was lying to him.
How could that be?
It couldn't be her.
My mind is very firm.
Feng Jue gripped the necklace tightly in his hand.
But I don't know why.
As Rong Shang left the monitoring room, the Blood Spirit Orb suddenly slipped from his hand.
It emitted a fiery glow and floated in mid-air.
When going out with a woman.
Feng Jue's deep gaze followed closely.
It was clear that he was a little nervous and scared.
"return."
Standing at the door.
Feng Jue shouted something at the Blood Spirit Orb.
Rong Chang glanced back slightly at that moment.
She pursed her lips, trying to suppress a laugh.
She didn't say anything, yet the Blood Spirit Orb seemed to possess a spirit.
As soon as Feng Jue called, it immediately went back.
Tsk.
He smiled with interest.
Rong Shang is gone.
After a while.
Feng Jue came out of the monitoring room.
Back at the villa, there was blood everywhere on the floor.
More than half of the guests who came to the banquet tonight have already left.
There were still a dozen or so people left.
They either became corpses or suffered considerable injuries.
Upon seeing him, the housekeeper sighed and walked over from the front.
"My lord, look..."
well.
Being targeted by werewolves is truly the worst luck imaginable.
Police cars and ambulances have arrived at the scene.
The master and servant couldn't say a word to each other.
They walked out of the villa one after the other.
Unexpectedly, a gunshot rang out.
It sounded like it was coming from the backyard, accompanied by the pitiful howls of wolves.
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Feng Jue's pupils contracted.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
A group of people walked in from outside.
When they came before him, they greeted him respectfully.
However, Feng Jue was clearly distracted.
"You may go in."
He said it indifferently, then strode outside.
The man walked very fast.
The housekeeper called him from behind, but he didn't respond.
It was as if they had some urgent business to attend to.
frown.
I don't understand.
The housekeeper felt that Feng Jue was acting strangely tonight.
"Butler, what's going on with Lord Feng?" Some people glanced back, wondering where Lord Feng was going.
It was the butler who explained for him, "Sorry, sorry, our sir has other matters to attend to."
"I'll leave this to you."
...
It was late at night, and dark clouds covered the sky.
When Feng Jue went out, a light drizzle had already begun to fall.
He rushed to the backyard.
There was a pool of dark red blood on the ground.
It was noisy inside.
Feng Jue glanced at it and stepped inside.
As soon as they arrived at the door, a group of people squeezed out of the small house.
At that moment, Feng Jue was caught off guard and met the gazes of the Sheng family father and daughter.
He pursed his thin lips, his voice indifferent.
"So, did you catch him?"
Sheng Linfeng felt somewhat apologetic when the matter was brought up.
"They got away."
It was just a tiny step too late.
well.
I feel resentful just thinking about it.
"Oh, I see."
In contrast, Feng Jue's reaction was somewhat lukewarm.
But Sheng Linfeng knew that he was cold-hearted by nature and would never care about anything.
I didn't think there was anything wrong with that.
But when Sheng Linfeng turned around, he saw his daughter looking at Feng Jue with a half-smile.
He raised an eyebrow, wanting to ask her what was wrong.
Then she asked Feng Jue, "Why did you come all this way in person, Lord? Aren't you afraid of being eaten by wolves?"
"Chang'an," Sheng Linfeng scolded her, "how can this child talk like that?"
Turning back, Sheng Linfeng smiled sheepishly, "My lord, my daughter has always been outspoken, please don't take it to heart."
"fine."
He pursed his lips and glanced at Rong Shang as he lowered his eyes.
His gaze was meaningful.
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