The fear, like boundless darkness, still lingered around Cao Hong's heart.
Too terrifying, he had never encountered such a frightening gaze before.
If looks could kill, then he just escaped from the God of Death.
But very quickly, Cao Hong regained his composure.
As the Family Head of an ancient martial arts family, he couldn't lose his demeanor in front of everyone.
But at this moment, a woman dressed in extremely luxurious attire suddenly rushed out.
At first glance, she saw Cao Zhile, noticed his hand covering his mouth unable to speak, the blood at the corner of his mouth staining his entire hand red, and his face still bearing an expression of pain.
The expression on the woman's face changed abruptly, turning very angry.
This lavishly dressed woman was none other than Cao Hong's wife, Cao Zhile's mother.
