The young master's iron-blooded token

The moment he saw the document, Huang Luoxiu's hands trembled.

Huang Luoxiu lowered his head to look at the information. The aura on his body was fluctuating.

He flipped through the document a few times, and his breath changed.

The surrounding subordinates still didn't dare to make a sound.

After reading the document twice, Huang Luoxiu closed his eyes.

No one knew what the young master was thinking at this time. The young master's mind had always been mysterious and unpredictable. They couldn't guess it even if they tried.

Moreover, no one dared to guess the young master's thoughts.

Huang Luoxiu took the umbrella away and allowed the rain to fall on him.

His heart felt like it had been washed away by the rain. Many of the information in the document had a huge impact on him.

Huang Luoxiu looked at a certain dormitory building.

There might be Zi Lingxi there.

He really wanted to see Zi Lingxi.

He didn't blame her, he didn't blame her.