chapter 288 The Terror of the Ninth Master

Just as this old man with a celestial appearance was releasing an invisible aura to suppress Juno York, a cold and ruthless voice came: "Have you got my permission to touch my disciple?" This scolding was like a wake-up call, reaching the ears of everyone in the villa, shaking their hearts and making them tremble and startle. At this moment, everyone's expressions changed, and they looked around and saw a woman in a white dress, elegant and graceful. Her face was beautiful, flawless, and full...