The Jiang family.
Chu Zhou's slender body stood in front of the Jiang family like an ancient God of Slaughter. His body was wrapped in a dense killing intent and emitted a strong smell of blood, making the legs of many people in the Jiang family go weak.
"How… how can you still be alive?"
The Jiang family head, Jiang Haishan, looked at Chu Zhou's figure and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Why can't I live?"
Chu Zhou stared at Jiang Haishan with a faint smile before sweeping his gaze across the many higher-ups of the Jiang family.
"Am I very disappointed that I'm still alive?"
"Hehe, I heard your Jiang family spreading the news of my 'death' everywhere as soon as I returned to Guangdong Base City. You're really concerned about my life and death!"
He smiled, but the killing intent emanating from his body became even colder.