With a command from Han Changhu, the Han Family's subordinates quickly walked out with a girl.
Although the girl's face was haggard and her spirit was low, it was difficult to hide her absolutely beautiful face and temperament.
This girl was Zhao Fei'er.
She had been locked in this unfamiliar place these days, and her heart was already filled with boundless rage.
Of course, alongside the anger, her heart was also filled with fear.
She didn't know what she had been taken out for.
What would she face?
However, just as she was feeling terrified and uneasy, she suddenly saw someone.
Zhao Fei'er was directly stunned.
She couldn't believe her eyes.
She murmured dazedly, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Zhou... Zhou Yu!"
"Is it really... you?"
Zhou Yu smiled slightly.
"Fei'er, it is me."
Saying this, he squinted his eyes and looked at the two subordinates holding Zhao Fei'er. Those two were startled by Zhou Yu's gaze and immediately let go of Zhao Fei'er.
