Ye Chen's appearance was undoubtedly a bolt of lightning to the people at the headquarters of Xuemei Palace!
The Blood Plum Palace had existed for so many years, but there had never been an assassination target who had come to the Blood Plum Palace of his own accord!
Could it be that this guy was tired of living?
The crowd became restless as waves of killing intent gathered toward Ye Chen.
Lu Hanshuang woke up, and a trace of helplessness appeared in her eyes.
She had already done her best to remind Ye Chen today.
In the end, this guy was still courting death.
She had thought that Ye Chen had only asked for the address of Xuemei Palace's headquarters to put on an act in front of her.
Now, it seemed that this guy was a fool.
"Sigh."
Lu Hanshuang sighed in her heart. She had watched Ye Chen rise from Jiangnan Province. Now that he was going to die in Xuemei Palace, she felt a little regretful.
Her father, Lu Lingfeng, was the same.
