Chapter 584: A Belated Rage (2)

The man wore a black shirt that seemed to blend into the black skyline. His overpowering presence hung heavily and eerily over the production set. Everyone nearly suffocated from this.

Mu Yazhe…

She was totally paralyzed.

Immediately, she could sense a dreadful horror robbing her breath and pushing her to the brink.

The man stood brilliantly at the door with his hands in his pockets.

His wind-blown raven fringe might cover his eyes, but it failed to hide the menace breaking through his chilling glare.

There was not one bit of expression on his handsome, frosty face.

However, she could sense daggers shooting at her, fierce and sharp, from his ominous eyes in the dark and cold night.

Her body instantly shook uncontrollably, and she stumbled a few steps back.

The man's level of gaze rose slightly as he lifted his chin, his cold lips angling in a disdainful arc.

"Why aren't you continuing?"