Back to Beijing

After such a commotion, the time to return was delayed, and by the time they rushed back to the town, it was already noon. The group of people casually ate some food, and conveniently took care of Xiangluo.

After noon, the eight carriages majestically left the city.

When Yang Family's convoy just left the city, the news had already reached Wu Huanzi's ears.

Wu Huanzi was sitting in a dark basement, wearing a black cape. It made people feel that there was someone there, but they couldn't see his face.

Accompanied by a sinister smile, the timid ones would probably be scared to death the moment they walked in.

Currently, there were four people kneeling in the basement. Their heads were all on the ground, and if one looked closely, they could see that the four were trembling.

That's great, wuu!

Wu Huanzi opened his mouth, and the sound of his words was like a rotten bellows, ear-piercing to the extreme.