What cruel and heartless demoness? Shen Yanxiao was clearly a goddess!
A group of single hot-blooded youths, who liked to take risks, were instantly flared up.
With such good looks, it would be a blessing to be beaten up by her!
"Second-in-charge, do we have any experience in stealing people?" A bold young man could not help but ask a horrifying question.
If they could steal such a gorgeous young lady back, she could absolutely become their Silver Hands' signature treasure!
Sobs, they promised not to tarnish this beauty. They only wanted to queue up and touch her hands.
Gu Qingming speechlessly looked at these bastards who had no self-control. They, the Silver Hands, walked in and out of the palaces of various countries, as if they were strolling around their own backyard. It was not like they had never seen beauties. How could they be so shameless? It was as if they had not seen a woman for eight hundred years.
