"Heh heh heh, Wang Zhige, are you trying to stir something up?"
A soft chuckle rang out from the carriage again. The next moment, an incomparably handsome young man flashed into existence before Wang Wu. Yet there was no anger or embarrassed rage on his face—only curiosity.
He was too handsome, too strikingly handsome. Wang Wu could not help giving him another look.
Damn!
At that moment, Wang Wu even felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. This fellow's charm was too powerful, as if every inch of him was walking, high-grade pheromones. Behind him, even Snake Nineteen and Madam Yu could not resist stealing glances.
"Cough, cough!"
Wang Wu could only cough twice and wave for Snake Nineteen and Madam Yu to withdraw.
"Lord Zhige, what do you think of my twenty-sixth-grade charm divine ability?"
The newly appointed chief suddenly broke into a smile. Damn, that was too much!
Wang Wu's blood and qi nearly took flight. This was outright hooliganism!
But then, the new chief suddenly drew in the seductive aura around his body, and his entire person instantly became like an iceberg.
His gaze was like blades, his aura like swords. With just one step forward, he pressured Wang Wu until he barely dared breathe!
"So put away your little tricks. You want to play dirty with me? Then I'll play dirty with you too. You dare use the rules to pressure me? I have a hundred ways to kill you! Or kill your two women, kill all your subordinates. Do you think the Hidden Origin Society's rules can protect you, or will they merely give me a light punishment? Don't think you have backing just because you took Elder Hui as your master. Before my master, Frost Lord, you will forever be an ant."
"Do you understand,