When Zi Che Yilu walked into the dance venue, everyone gave way, but a few pairs of eyes kept staring at her, namely Dongfang Mingxuan and others.

"He's here, he's so elegant," Han Mengyi said, pulling on Zhong Lihe's clothes.

"Yeah, right." Facing Han Mengyi, Zhong Lihe always obeyed.

"Zhang is really a genius. It is said that she is the same age as us. She is the world's top assassin and the leader of the 'Killing the Cripple' gang. It's great." Lan Yueyi also admires Zang.

"She is very familiar, but she also feels strange," Dongfang Mingxuan muttered in a low voice, but Mo Aiying still heard it.

To be honest, Mo Aiying was jealous of her from the bottom of her heart, but because Mo Aiying was just an ordinary wealthy lady and didn't know much about the underworld, the following incident occurred.

"Xuan, who is she? Why can she wear a mask?" Mo Aiying said idiotically, "Xuan, I want to wear one too."

The sound was neither loud nor quiet, and everyone in the venue heard it.

"Idiot" by Lan Yueyi.

"God bless, the funeral will not blow up the venue, Amen" by Han Mengyi.

"You ask for more blessings" by Dongfang Mingxuan

The three of them thought at the same time...

"Miss Mo, are you talking about me?" The aura exuded by Zi Che Yilu really frightened Mo Aiying, but she still maintained her face in front of Xuan.

"Yes, it's you. You didn't see that no one here is wearing a mask. Why do you wear a mask?" Mo Aiying said without fear of death.

"You are the first one who dares to talk to me like this. I can only say that you are very brave," Zang said coldly as before.

"You...what do you mean?" Mo Aiying started to stutter when she heard what she said.

"You will know sooner or later." After saying this, Feng left and sat on the second chair on the stage.

Of course, the first chair is the former supreme leader of the underworld - Feng Meiying.

"Xuan, she... who is he?" Mo Aiying asked the surprised Dongfang Mingxuan.

"She is Zang." Dongfang Mingxuan hadn't come out of the surprise just now, but Zang didn't lose his temper and let Mo Aiying go like this?

"Who is buried?"

"Mian is the master of the underworld, the eternal supreme. People in the underworld are afraid of her when they see her. No one dares to mess with her, and no one dares to talk back to her."

"Then...then what should I do? Will she...will she...kill me?"

"I can't tell, it depends on her mood." Han Mengyi looked very understanding.

"Xi, she is really familiar," Ni Shiying said to Mu Shengxi uneasily.

"Shiying, you must be overthinking it. We haven't offended anyone, so what if we are familiar with each other?" Mu Shengxi comforted Ni Shiying, and a picture flashed before his eyes. It was an innocent little girl, Ai Zixin.

He would never have thought that the bloodthirsty 'Burn' in front of him was that innocent little girl, Ai Zixin.
Chapter completed!