Feeling the chill, the woman immediately shrank her neck: "Nothing... nothing at all..."
"Hmph!" Jue Po snorted coldly.
The woman involuntarily shivered, because just now she felt as if she were being targeted by a very venomous snake, as if it could tear her body apart at any moment.
She was breaking out in a cold sweat on her back; how could she dare to continue voicing her dissatisfaction?
Not just her, even the other few women felt the chill in Jue Po's gaze, and their bodies uncontrollably shuddered.
"Alright, stop looking, follow me," Gui Lao spoke.
It seemed as if nothing could affect him at all.
A line of men followed Gui Lao to a small two-story building.
The building wasn't made of bricks or cement slabs. It was constructed from a pile of stones of various sizes, looking disorderly like a random heap, but, upon closer examination, it was as if large characters were inscribed on the walls.
