"Forget it! If they've escaped, let them escape," Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and said.
He packed up the kite and disposed of the dozen or so bodies on the ground.
With a light step, he hurried toward the Cheng Family villa.
Elsewhere.
In a luxurious villa.
A shadowy figure, holding an unconscious blonde noblewoman, zipped into the villa like lightning.
"Young Master, you're back!" the middle-aged butler said respectfully.
"Hmm," Xiao Bai nodded, carelessly throwing the middle-aged noblewoman onto the sofa, and took off his coat.
"Ah! Young Master, why did you bring the Third Lady here?" the middle-aged butler exclaimed in shock.
Beads of sweat the size of soybeans formed on his forehead from fear.
"Hmph! This damned bitch, relying on the backing of the Roland Family and her status as a legitimate member, dared to mock my deceased mother! She even dared to call me a bastard; she's asking for death!" Xiao Bai said, his face twisted with anger.
