The man played with a lighter, the silver lighter twirling nimbly in his hand.
With a click, a ghostly blue flame burst forth, and the man leaned forward slightly, placing the flame before Young Master Finn's eyes.
With a sizzle, Young Master Finn felt as if his eyebrows were gone, his eyelids burning painfully.
"Ah!" He couldn't help but move aside, but the man kicked him in the arm, "Kneel properly for me."
A girl sitting on the other side reached up to remove her mask, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face, but her serious expression made people not dare to look too much.
"Aren't you that, uh, Xiao..."
Young Master Finn, with one eye blurred by blood, immediately recognized the woman in front of him, then looked at the others, puzzled, "We have no feud, why are you doing this to me? Don't you know who my father is?"
