The man stood on top of the castle, looking down at the world.
The darkness made it difficult to see his face clearly, but his figure alone showed his handsomeness.
"Ye Luo" the man muttered slightly.
Wait for me, after inheritance. I will definitely come to you.
The wind blew the man's silver hair, but little did he know that a bloodthirsty message appeared in the man's dim red eyes.