The atmosphere in the Guan family camp was solemn.
At noon, there were fewer people on the streets of the county town. The restaurant's carriage creaked along the remote alley, followed by Mr. Liu's carriage, but the people inside were very different from when they came.
Jacob Yuan rode a tall horse and strolled beside the Yuan family's carriage. Although he was a man of few words, his serious look on horseback showed his majesty.
The murderous aura is so natural that it makes people feel both awe and joy.
Liu Yimo glanced through the shaking car curtain, and a look of admiration and smile flashed across her slightly drooped eyes.
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