Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Don't be afraid. Rong Huang looked at Hall more lovingly, and softly comforted him, I will avenge you.

Hall pursed his lower lip, trying to ignore Rong Huangna's strange eyes.

I can handle it myself.

In Hall's opinion, he can do it himself for the trivial matter of revenge.

Although Rong Huang is the Queen of Vanjoy who makes all the blood races fearful, in Hall's eyes, she is a girl with a simple temperament.

Hall thought he liked her, so he didn't want her to confront his annoying mother.

Rong Huang responded casually, not knowing if he agreed or not.

Let's go in quickly. Rong Huang grabbed Hall's clothes and walked towards the manor.

When the two reached the gate of the manor, a servant happened to pass by.

Seeing Hall's familiar face, the servant was very surprised, Your Duke?

Noticing the servant's expression, Hall raised his brows lightly, Why? Surprised to see me?

Sensing the danger in Hall's tone, the servant hurriedly lowered his head, The old lady said that you died of a sudden illness on the way...

Hall sneered when he heard the words, this is his good mother.

Where is Mr. Little? Hall's hand knuckles hanging by his side turned white, and the expression on his face became even more indifferent.

Mr. Xiao went to a friend's house.

Hall replied indifferently, pointed to the big iron door, Open the door.

The servant hurried forward to open the door.

Before the hand could touch the big lock, an exasperated voice came from behind, Do not open the door!

The servant turned around, and saw Lydia in a long black dress striding towards the door with a hideous expression on her face.

Lady Lydia?

The servant did not move his hand from the big lock, feeling a little embarrassed.

Rong Huang looked at the woman with heavy makeup on her face, and clicked her tongue lightly.

Rong Huang's tut sound was a little louder, which aroused Delia's serious dissatisfaction.

Delia frowned as she looked at the little girl with a steamed bun face beside Hall and a bit of baby fat on her face.

Who are you? Why are you at my door?

Rong Huang wouldn't be polite to Delia, he raised his chin, Ma'am, your family lives by the sea, so you're so lenient?

Hor is obviously the owner of this place, but you say he is dead. What is your intention?

Seeing the servants at home and the neighbors nearby listening to the sound and looking over, Delia wished she could rush out and cover Rong Huang's mouth.

What nonsense are you talking about? My Hall is dead, he's just a fake! Delia pointed at Hall and said loudly, He's a fake, don't you understand?

Rong Huang was about to die of anger, she felt chills for Hall.

You don't deserve to be Hall's mother at all!

Delia's eyes turned red when she saw Rong Huang, and the contempt on her face was not concealed at all.

It's just a girl in her twenties, who knows how to cry after a few quarrels.

Get out of my house quickly, or I will let someone throw you out!

From an angle that others couldn't see, Delia looked at Hall with malice and confidence.

The Duke of Hall has already been buried, and the one in front of him is just a fake.

No matter how suspicious others are, they can't dig up the tomb to see if there is anyone in the coffin, right?

As long as Hall died, the manor and the huge property would all be hers.

As for her youngest son, Osmond, just find any reason in the future.

At this time, a passer-by couldn't stand it any longer, and came forward and said, You said you are the Duke of Hall, do you have any evidence?