Chapitre 208: I Hope You Can Remember Me

 Feng Poliu looked at the scenes in front of him and he was speechless. He actually didn't know what to say.

 Young Master Zhao was stripped clean, nothing left.

 "As expected from a spoiled Young Master, white skin, even girls might not have as good skin as you." Lin Fan judged. That invasive gaze caused Zhao Bufan's butt to tighten. He was actually a little afraid.

 "What do you want?" Zhao Bufan's eyes were filled with fear.

 He wasn't afraid people wanted his life but that he would torture his body.

 In aristocratic families, as they focused on good matches, their descendants were all strong and they all looked good. This was why they had a very toxic mentality.

 For example...

 Just thinking about it terrified one and made one disgusted.

 Lin Fan flipped about in his clothes. Apart from dozens of gold sheets, there was a crystal box. A white mist floated out.