The morning sunlight cascaded down, bathing this mountain villa overflowing with spiritual energy.
At this moment, the entire Feipu Manor was in a state of lockdown.
Disciples dressed in white, holding long swords, patrolled every corner of the villa.
"This villa is the boss's heart and soul; we can't let it be destroyed by werewolves and the Japanese,"
Li Xinyan said as she looked around at the trees and grass of the villa.
"Indeed,"
Ruan Xinxue nodded, her beautiful eyes heavy with concern.
"Miss Ruan, Manager Li, we will coexist with the mountain villa till death,"
Zhao Hui declared firmly.
Beside him, White Crane, Elder Gu You, and others nodded, though a hint of worry was hidden deep in their eyes.
After all, the enemies they faced this time were formidable—the four great families of Japan and the Western werewolves, any of which could shake the world with a single step.
"Miss Xinxue, Miss Xinyan, look, that seems to be... a Red Flame Eagle Vulture,"
