He slowly turned his head, his bloodthirsty scarlet eyes landed on Nangong He and his family's faces, but distinctly, Nangong Feifei was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is Nangong Feifei?"
As soon as he spoke, his voice was like ancient ice, seemingly capable of freezing the air itself.
Facing such a man, both Nangong He and Nangong Mingchuan were slightly taken aback, clearly seeing the rage deliberately suppressed in the depths of his eyes, which, once triggered, would likely yield consequences even they could not foresee.
What's going on?
Could it be because Qin Guozhong rashly announced the marriage news, igniting his towering rage?
But even so, it was no reason to come looking for his granddaughter.
"What exactly do you want to do!?"
Having been through many battles over the years, Nangong He was not intimidated by Qin Sijue's presence but questioned him with a challenging tone.
