"I'm still in a rather bad mood." Shen Mobei sighed.
His voice was light and airy. Yet it was precisely when Shen Mobei was in this state that his subordinates nearby dared not even breathe loudly. They knew him too well: the calmer and more languid he appeared at a time like this, the more dangerous he was.
The brighter he smiled, the heavier the scent of blood...
Chapter 718