C489 Evil Young Master

So everyone began to panic.

Everyone was thinking about how they were going to run.

Should they jump into the sea or something?

It was a mess.

Qin Murong was walking out at this moment.

The broken mast fell from his side, sticking close to his body and raising a strong wind, blowing his clothes up. It fluttered in the air like a flag.

His expression did not change, his eyes were calm