chapter 594 Want my life?

Chuck looked in that direction. He saw a few people sitting at a luxurious booth. With her blue hair and dressed in a maid outfit, Ruihuan stood there, her face cold as ice, holding a shattered wine bottle in her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with a chilling light as she stared at the man in front of her. The man appeared to be in his twenties or thirties, with wet hair, obviously having been hit by a bottle just moments ago. This man didn't look very handsome, a bit on the chubby side, and...