The car sped along the road, eventually crossing a suspension bridge and driving a few more kilometers to a villa area.
The butler jumped in surprise when he came to open the door.
"Yo... Young Master? Why... Why are you back so late?" The butler was still wearing pajamas with a blue coat draped over him.
Nangong Yaoling's handsome face was expressionless, exuding a cold and intimidating aura.
He ignored the astonished butler, didn't even change his shoes, stepped on the carpet with his leather shoes, and walked directly to the sofa to sit down.
With one foot resting on the coffee table, he took out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes from his coat pocket, took one out, lit it with a zippo lighter, and started smoking.
The butler looked at Nangong Yaoling's expression and seemed to guess something.
For a moment, a trace of unrest and apprehension crossed his face.
