That night.
The bright moon hung high, and the starry sky was vast. Su Luo looked up, watching the moonlit scenery, and couldn't help but have Aunt Shen's figure appear in his mind again.
"I wonder how Aunt Shen is doing since she returned to the Dragon Soul Chamber of Commerce?"
Su Luo sighed.
Just then, he sensed something, turned his head to the right, heard the whistling of the wind, and saw a figure leaping through the air and landing in the rooftop garden of his villa.
"Qin Feng?"
Su Luo looked at him.
The newcomer was indeed Qin Feng. At that moment, Qin Feng was also staring at Su Luo, their gazes meeting in the dark night.
It was silent, yet it was as if sparks were crackling and burning.
"You're not worthy of her."
Finally, Qin Feng spoke.
Su Luo found it somewhat amusing, "Whether I'm worthy of her is another matter. But right now, I can be one hundred percent certain, you're not worthy of her."