"You," he looked at her, frowned, and sighed for a while, "this is not something a descendant of the Yu family can do."
"Half of the people?" Hua Chunran couldn't help but be moved. This was the first time in Baixianglou's history that they had sent out so many people, but they still got nothing. "Interesting. But he still has to die. Let women like Yu Fei and Ji Chenyin risk everything. This person is too dangerous."
The woman glanced at the shadow under the tree next to her. Following her gaze, a handsome man in his thirties slowly walked out: "Do you know his illness?" It should be the Third Master Shen they mentioned.