Chapter 557: Could It Be Lin Fan?

"Could it be Fan? If it's really him, then have we, the White Family, been courting disaster all along without realizing it?" Cold sweat poured continuously from Old Mr. White's forehead. That ominous feeling almost made him wet himself from fear. The atmosphere in the stadium was tense to the point of eeriness. On the platform, Blood Butcher and his disciple knelt on one knee in front of Fan. Meanwhile, Leng Aotian, Helan Mountain, and all the Jiangnan bigwigs in the stands kept their heads bowed...