chapter 18

With that ferocious look in his eyes, if this was not a martial arts pavilion, Ryder Clarke would have already taken action for fear of causing Belle Summer's displeasure.

"Go back and wash up and sleep."

Ignoring the vicious gaze behind him, Reynord Fontaine trembled at the corner of his mouth, snorted coldly, took steps forward, looked at the pretty girl in front of him tenderly, laughed softly with her, and walked slowly towards the doctrine area. .

"You actually...