Inside the restaurant, everyone turned their heads in shock and disbelief.
Their expressions changed instantly.
This man was downright eerie! Dressed in a blood-red shirt, he looked like a ghost.
And it seemed like he was clutching something in his hand?
The man in the crimson shirt slowly stepped into the restaurant.
"Oh, seems like the party's in full swing," the man sneered, the corners of his lips curling into a cold arc.
As he walked in, everyone finally got a good look at his face!
Shing—! Yao Shun and the rest of the elites turned pale in an instant!
This man was none other than Lin Shuang!
But what shocked everyone even more was what Lin Shuang held in his hand… a string of heads?!
A full string of severed heads?!
What the fuck! Everyone was utterly horrified!
"Lin Shuang…! How dare you break into my city building?! Do you know your crime?!" Yao Shun roared furiously, rising to his feet.
