C39 Folk Theatre 12

It was night-

The sound of light footsteps came from the tiles in the house. There was a thick layer of snow on the bare branches. In this quiet night, the sound of the footsteps was especially abrupt. That's right, it was Su Yun.

Su Yun's gaze turned ice-cold, and the chilling cold felt like it was going to materialize at any moment. Tonight, he was going to personally deal with Boss Zhu