Luo Hao drove rapidly to the suburbs where Du Chunfeng was imprisoned. His cool and handsome face was indifferent and his eyes were sharply focused on the road ahead. It was impossible to see whether his mood was clear and cloudless at the moment.

For the first time since he protected the young master, he suffered such serious injuries. At the same time, he was worried and frustrated. No one could blame him for such a thing. He only blamed himself for not being comprehensive enough.

It was thought that the recent comparison was calm, and nothing special would happen, but man's calculation was often worse than natural calculation. He...