Zhang Ming

"I need to deliver this news quickly to the leader, or there might be big trouble," Zhang Ming thought with a terrified expression on his face as he walked through the hallways.

His heart gripped more the further he thought about the situation, filling him with terror.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Suddenly, a handsome youth with a bulky frame appeared right in front of him.

"Ahh." Zhang Ming screamed with fright as he fell to the floor. "Devil," he instinctively said while looking at the crimson blood-red eyes of Lu Zhen.

Causing Lu Zhen to frown.

"Who sent you here?" Lu Zhen said while casually patting the man.

Zhang Ming seemed to have gathered his own thoughts as he looked at the black-haired, crimson youth with a frightened expression.

Thud!

He fell down to the floor and bowed. "I am sorry, leader."