To be precise, it fell on the face of a woman, shrouded in a purple veil, exuding a sense of mysterious beauty.
Not because of anything else.
But because this woman is Tang Duoduo.
Through the veil, Ye Qingfeng gazed.
At this moment, Tang Duoduo's long hair draped over her back, gently tied with a pink ribbon.
Her complexion was as crystalline as jade, with a serene glow like the waxing moon.
Her beautiful eyes were as pure and bright as pearls.
However, the gaze they revealed carried a sense of melancholy and desolation.
"I owe you an apology!"
Ye Qingfeng suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
This was his debt to Tang Duoduo.
Ever since their last parting in Mingzhu City.
He had not had the chance to see Tang Duoduo again.
Was this something a man should do?
"Tang Family, you'd better not go too far, or I won't hesitate to turn the entire Lingnan into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."
In Ye Qingfeng's eyes, a deep and bloodthirsty murderous intent surged forth.
