Chapter 895: Delivering the Pills, A Grand Gesture

"Hiss! Easy, will you...?" Matsu Floris bared his teeth in pain. He could tell Lin Canghuang had truly gotten angry. This was punishment in disguise, a lesson for his reckless nerve. In the distance, Lin Yiyun stood in her phoenix coronet and bridal robes, radiant as a blossom. She huffed and shot Matsu Floris a vicious glare. Her beautiful eyes never left him, torn between anger and a tight, aching worry. That little brat really had a death wish. If the Assassins' Alliance had actually agreed,...