Chapter 602: The Gu's Shadow, The Capital's Conspiracy

The air in the Xiao family's basement was thick with the scent of fear and damp earth. It clung to the stone walls like a shroud, a palpable presence that made breathing difficult. Feng Hong and Ou Xinjiu knelt on the cold floor, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, not from the chill, but from the man who stood before them. Humphrey Han was a statue carved from glacial ice and killing intent. His face was an impassive mask, but his eyes were twin abysses, swirling with a pressure so immense...