The man wore a dark ink-colored brocade robe. His eyebrows were knit together like mountain peaks, his face was as fair as jade, and his bearing was exceptional. However, his lips were a bruised purple, and a violent pain creased his brow, ruining the handsome aura that surrounded him and adding a feral, trapped-animal murderousness.
The moment she laid eyes on the man, Xu Junjun's heart skipped a beat. He was clearly deeply poisoned; for all she knew, he might drop dead in the next second. Were these men in black dragging her here to be buried alive with him?!
"Don't try any funny business! If anything happens to my master, the old crone you were protecting just now will die too!"
Chapter 95