Chapter 732 Psychological Warfare

• Su Chong’s pupils tightened, the smile on his face froze. He stared dead ahead at the tall, straight figure striding toward him. Even when the man sauntered up like he owned the place, Su felt like he was dreaming. His face darkened, hard and vicious, anger and dread flashing in his eyes.
• The person he feared and hated most stood right beside him, while he was a prisoner in chains—helpless to do a thing.
• Su Yang was even more rattled—his soul just about left his body. A spoiled brat to the core, he blurted out, “L-Lazzari, what are you doing here?!”