Because they knew, Luo Li would never let him go.
As expected.
They saw Luo Li glancing at the two corpses on the ground. Her face was expressionless, but a hint of anger suddenly appeared. Then she abruptly turned her gaze and stared coldly at Xue An.
"Who are you really?"
Hmm?
Who is he really?
Isn't he the eldest son of the Wan Clan, Wan Gaoxing?
This thought suddenly emerged in the minds of many people.
Xue An comfortably leaned back in his chair. He looked at Que Wenyuan, who was pale with fright from Luo Li's imposing manner, and said, "Come, massage my shoulders!"
Que Wenyuan was slightly taken aback, then walked up without hesitation and gently massaged his shoulders.
Xue An's actions left everyone dumbfounded.
At such a time, how could he dare to be so audacious?
Is he really not afraid of death?
Several young members of the Luo Family's faces darkened and they stepped forward together, ready to advance.
