C388 Provoked

"Beautiful Eastern Ice Beauty, please." Steve Burwen smiled charmingly and gestured a gentleman to invite him in.

Mu Qingqing stared at his shoulder. Although he was wearing wine red clothes, the color of his shoulder was darker. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be soaked in blood. There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

However, Hua Qinghe held her hand and walked forward