"Are they insane?"
Cao Yong muttered to himself.
"Boom——"
The thunderous sound of breaking through the pass echoed inside the theater.
In the small private room, Mr. Shu, who was frowning, suddenly stood up, seizing the opportunity to escape from his chattering ex-wife, and quickly walked out.
"What's happening?"
A four-armed man standing by the window peered outside, his face twisted and inhuman, eyebrows raised, and hair bristled. He chuckled darkly as if a demon from hell, "The armed train blasted through Yanbei Pass."
Mr. Shu looked pensive, "What do they mean, are they declaring war?"
"Not likely, it's just to give us a scare, to raise their status a bit."
The hoarse, deep voice carried a kind of overbearing confidence.
Mr. Shu's expression relaxed, and he shook his head wordlessly, "Why do young people today have so many little schemes."
"Without some fanfare, how would you trick someone's daughter into your hands?"
A sharp, mocking voice came from inside the room.
