If the Fever Makes You A Fool

They had never seen a master like that.

With a cold expression on his face, Ye Ling stood with his hands behind his back. There was a total of eight Black Rose agents on the deck. Evidently, these people had never thought that he would act just like that. The corpses on the deck lay on the ground with their backs straight, and the air was suffocated with silent death.

"The Black Rose has gone more than twenty years without any masters. Yang Ping was nothing more than a temporary replacement. From now on, the Black Rose will only listen to me or Shen Qianshu. If you work under me, remember three rules.

"Firstly, do not betray!

"Secondly, keep your stories short!

"Thirdly, my words are orders."