Yu Wan was only a step slower. When she came out, Steward Yue's head had exploded by her husband.
The dumbfounded Yu Wan : "…"
Yu Wan hugged her nephew with one hand and covered his eyes with the other. Was his habit of killing people without a word okay? Indeed, not only did he possess the Ghost King's strength and memories, but he also had the Ghost King's habits.
This guy was already invincible with his brain. Now that he had martial arts… he was going to ascend to heaven!
Forget it, this steward is not a good person. It's not a pity that he died since he helped the wicked. It's just that… this is not the old clan. Can we keep a low profile?
"Heh." Yan Jiuchao gave Yu Wan an extremely arrogant look, as if to say, Let me keep a low profile. In my next life!
