"You are not the elders of the Tianxing Sect, you are superpowers. Who sent you here? Which organization do you belong to? Do you know the identity of this son of God?"

Another laugh came from the living room.

The originally locked door of the villa was pushed open from the outside.

A middle-aged man in his forties, tall and slender, wearing a linen linen robe and with a handsome face, walked in with a smile.

Mr. Ye stared blankly at the handsome uncle, and couldn't help but make a sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Su Mu is handsome enough.

But this uncle was absolutely handsome, and his whole body exuded an aura of dust.

Zhuo Buli looked at Mr. Ye and smiled:

"Little girl, what are you looking at? Hurry up and call the master."

"master!?"

Mr. Ye didn't scream, but Feng Zinan roared in horror.

His face was distorted, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable terror. He stared at Zhuo Buli as if he were looking at a wild monster.

"You...are not...in...!"

Zhuo Buli walked over with a smile:

"Where am I?"

"you you you……!"

Zhuo Buli took Mr. Ye's hand and walked to the sofa to sit down. He looked at Feng Zinan and said lightly:

"Cut off the finger that touches my apprentice wife's face, then kneel down and lick the soles of my shoes clean. I will spare your life."

Feng Zinan knelt down faster than Zhuo Buli could.

Plop!!

Mr. Ye looked at Zhuo Buli with eyes full of little stars.

Is this the bastard master?

What did I call him?

master?

Or Master and Father-in-law?

He's so handsome.

Ye Wanqiu, what are you thinking about?
Chapter completed!