C373 The Flames of War Were on the Verge of Erupting

The next night, in the living room of the huge Chen family villa, it was as if a great battle had just broken out, and people could still smell the smell of gunpowder.

Zhou Hua, who was sitting on the sofa with her shoulders wrapped, had never looked so pale.

Every wrinkle on her face was tight, and her brows were almost knitted together. Her tightly pursed lips were even slightly trembling