The man was tall with long legs, while Feng Xiaoli was short and had short legs, watching as the man's footsteps got closer and closer.
Feng Xiaoli was already so anxious that she was sweating profusely.
"Who can help Xiaoli?"
Feng Xiaoli was about to cry.
Not far away, a dog hole appeared in her sight.
Feng Xiaoli quickly crouched down and crawled out through the dog hole.
"Brat, this time I will definitely not let you go."
The man also broke out in a cold sweat.
He remembered that little girl; she was the bastard child of Dugu Wu and Feng Bailing.
How could she be in the Cold Palace?
But at this moment, the man could not care about that anymore; if Feng Xiaoli let anything slip, if her observations today were revealed, he would be doomed.
Not just him, but she would be ruined as well.
All they had painstakingly built over the years would be ruined.
He must kill that brat.
