บท 847: It’s Raining Red?

Fiennes' face was tightly pursed, and there was a deep crease between his brows. His unusually gloomy face seemed to be brewing a violent storm!

The pure black ribbon floated down and landed under the hooves of Bailu. The snow-white horse stepped on it fiercely a few times.

The ribbon that was used to bind his eyes was instantly miserable to look at.

Fiennes pursed his thin lips tightly. He coldly swept past Diya who was running to the side. Then, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Su Wan who was watching from afar and then at Jiang Xuecheng.

A sharp and cold light suddenly flashed in those amber eyes that had always been gentle.

Everyone present was stunned by this sudden scene!

In everyone's impression, Fiennes was always gentle and elegant, with a smile on his face.

No one had ever seen Fiennes so angry.

That expression was as if he was going to eat someone!