"What the hell! Did someone actually dare to steal my horse? And of the nerve, steal *my* horse?" Chen Xiaofei's eyes widened in fury, veins bulging on his forehead as if he were about to breathe fire.
He abruptly let go of Xia Yun's delicate, boneless hand, leaped up like lightning, and landed firmly on the rooftop.
Standing high above, Chen Xiaofei's gaze was as sharp as a falcon's as he rapidly scanned the surroundings.
Chapter 295