Departure

Those entrancing, luscious lips were split open, and fresh blood was shockingly winding down her white chin. Chen Mu let go of her and turned around with no reluctance, walking toward the door to the training room. His pace was slow, and his body was tottering as though he could fall to the floor at any moment.

All of the onlookers were transfixed by that scene!

The man with the bronze mask was furious and overflowing with murderousness, completely ignoring the terror in the gazes of those nearby. He flew to the Madam and said through gritted teeth, "I'll kill him!"

Staring at that back covered in blood, the Madam said emotionlessly, "I'll take care of this account on my own."

The bronze-masked man seemed to be about to say something, but he didn't open his mouth. His gaze toward Chen Mu had a biting desire to commit murder.