C40 I Curse You to Die a Horrible Death!!

A black SUV was parked by the roadside at the foot of the hill. Huo Duanming stood by the car door, talking on the phone, looking both frustrated and resigned.

"Yeah, I get it. Hey, Afu, could you talk to my uncle and ask him to assign a security team to my aunt? I really don't want to drive her around every day!"

"Young Master Duanming, this was the Ninth Master's decision