The voice was crisp, like a small spring tinkling, especially pleasant to the ear.
"Brother, I will persuade Father to dispel the idea of full-scale war with the secular world. Let's go back now, okay?"
After saying this.
The true identity was the masked woman, Du Ziyue. When she saw the miserable Du Chong, she rushed over immediately.
"Brother, what happened here? How are you?"
However, just after running a short distance, Yu Guang noticed Chen Yang turning his head.
In an instant, Du Ziyue's figure stiffened, locking eyes with Chen Yang.
"It's you?!"
Du Ziyue was stunned and soon understood what actually happened on the scene and who wounded her brother.
Chen Yang was expressionless.
"You bastard, how dare you harm our young master. I see you have a death wish!"
Following closely behind Du Ziyue, an elderly woman, her personal bodyguard, burst into rage and took several steps forward as formidable energy waves emanated.
Boom!
