obbing loudly.Rong Zhaonan's cold and beautiful narrow eyes glanced at Huang Xuerhong with disdain, so annoying!Then, his gaze fell on the small hand clutching at his wrist. The little spy was holding...minous. There were only the chirps of insects and night birds, along with the strange calls of some unknown beast.She was suddenly panicked. She looked around, but she couldn't see Rong Zhaonan anywhe...