The Untamed Concubin

Sitting in the cockpit, the small hand gripping the steering wheel was white with effort. His eyes were fixed on the vortex, a look of fear etched on his face, but his missing lips still muttered curses incessantly.,His icy eyes held a glint of both inquiry and menace.,A low voice suddenly rang out, causing the hawk man to stiffen. "Master, can you speak" The voice was filled with astonishment, trembling with disbelief. But his hand on Lou Qi's shoulder instantly loosened.。