Demonic Might

Hu Sheng warmly smiled, revealing all his white teeth. With his swaying long golden hair, he possessed a radiant aura about him. He said, "That would be the best."

Afterward, he looked towards the others in the private room. They were all people who had arrived before him. Like Mu Zhuo, they came with confidence in their extraordinary background and had not left since.

"Everyone, I suggest you all leave soon. Do not bother Miss Jiang," Hu Sheng said, his slender eyes blooming with a divine glow, subtly warning them.

What could they say? After realizing that they could not afford to provoke this beast race youth, they naturally did not dare to resist. Even someone from the Mu Family was kicked out in such a manner.

Outside the door, Mu Zhuo had been thoroughly trampled by Xiong Kun. He soon passed out from the pain and humiliation.

"Ah, Goddess Jiang, what coincidence!" At this moment, a man walked over and greeted Jiang Luoshen with great familiarity.