He was dressed in a neat, tailored suit, his beard cleanly shaven and his hair tidy. His pale, handsome face looked clean and indifferent, his previously vacant and lost gaze had now regained stability and calm, as if a noble king had walked out of a prison.
His entire being exuded a pale, frail, sickly, and demonically charming aura that could not be described, giving off a stunning and soul-shaking beauty!
Lie Feng, who was waiting at the door, saw him, shuddered, his pupils constricted, filled with shock.
He always felt that Third Young Master had changed a lot, turned into something very different, as if shrouded in a thick fog, like the moon in the clouds and the reflection in the water, more unfathomable and impenetrable.
"Third Young Master, the godfather said that after you come out, he wants you to see him."
ThirdYoung Master Jun's indifferent, sharp eyes casually swept over him,
"Understood."
Then he left with proud strides.
