Ye Qiu's face was cold as he stepped out of the hospital, holding a bulging snake skin bag in his hand.
Gael followed closely behind, unable to stop his eyes from glancing at the snake skin bag clutched in Ye Qiu's hand.
The snake skin bag didn't seem to be very well sealed, and as Ye Qiu moved, some liquid would occasionally drip to the ground.
Bright red!
It's blood!
Gael swallowed hard, instinctively looking away. Just seeing that red made his heart pound violently, as if suffocating.
The two of them got into the car one after the other, with Gael driving in front, speeding all the way.
Ye Qiu sat in the back seat, his hand lightly stroking the snake skin bag beside him, his expression as cold as ice, and his eyes full of murderous intent!
...
The Hall Clan, inside the hall.
"You bitch!"
"You better give up on that idea!"
"Don't you dare go looking for him again! Believe it or not, I'll break your legs!"
