Rong Yanchen felt like the blood inside his body was literally boiling violently.
The veins on his forehead were already throbbing as his sharp eyes swept across the dark forest with terrifying hostility.
At this moment, he could not care less about Su Qinglan anymore.
Something deep inside him was warning him crazily about danger. And the worst part was that he still could not understand who exactly was hiding in the darkness.
He had already personally taken care of every possible threat long ago. Every person who could possibly stand against him. He had even made arrangements for all her mates.
Then who exactly was this bastard suddenly appearing here and claiming Su Qinglan as his mate?
Rong Yanchen's expression became colder and colder. Finally, he sneered darkly and shouted toward the forest, "What? Hiding like a coward?"
"If you have the guts, then come out in front of me!"
The moment his voice fell, that lazy voice chuckled again softly through the darkness.
