Seeing Sun Zhe walk into the living room with murderous intent, Ye Fei couldn't help but shiver, hastily getting up to hide behind Liu Bingyue.
The icy, bone-chilling murderous aura seemed almost tangible, as if the very space had frozen!
"Mistress, he's here!"
Liu Bingyue remained calm, composed, and her gaze fell on Sun Zhe's face, showing a thoughtful expression.
At this moment, Sun Zhe's eyes faintly flickered with golden light, and subtle dragon scale patterns appeared on the corners of his forehead, emitting a fierce and domineering aura.
This aura felt very familiar to Liu Bingyue.
She had sensed this aura from Yao Yuelong before, and not long ago, she felt it from that Flood Dragon too.
As she was lost in her thoughts, a cold glint suddenly broke through the air, like a sharp blade slicing through the void.
