"Your Excellency, the madman, we finally meet!"
Seeing Ye Feng come in, the young man eating Western food put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, and then said with a smiling face.
The young man's height was over one meter eighty, with a high nose bridge and deeply set eyes, sporting curly hair, yet there was always an innate look of arrogance hanging at the corner of his mouth!
At the moment, his eagle-like eyes were staring directly at Ye Feng, filled with scrutiny and surprise!
Looking at this curly-haired youth, then at Johnson, who was being stepped on the ground by the curly-haired youth, covered in bruises, Ye Feng's face turned extremely ugly:
"Who are you?"
"Ye Feng, this man is Will Morgan, from the Morgan Family!" Johnson spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, struggling at this moment to howl at Ye Feng:
"He's pursuing the Queen! You… be careful! Ah…"
