The middle-aged man who had rushed over was the deputy villa lord of the Blue Sea Villa. His surname was Zhu and his name was Hai. Everyone called him Deputy Master Zhu.
Zhu Hai had a son at an old age, so he doted on him very much, valuing him more than his own life. Now that he had been killed, one could imagine how sad and angry he was.
"You killed my son?" Zhu Hai glared at Little Lei, who had jumped down from upstairs. His body exuded an intense killing intent, looking like he wanted to swallow Little Lei alive.
"So what if I killed him? He asked for it." Little Lei was not afraid of Zhu Hai, nor was he in the mood to waste time on him. He was focused on Xue Batian. "Grandpa Xue, come with me! They're all bad people. Don't be with them."
Hearing such innocent words, everyone present could not help but mock in their hearts. You killed the only son of the deputy villa lord of the Blue Sea Villa. You want to leave? Dream on.
