Chapter 507:

Meanwhile, inside the Golden Grove villa.

Balthazar, with his martial prowess crippled, could only leave in frustration with a flushed face.

The young masters and mistresses from the underworld, both men and women, dared not approach Theophilus. They flocked to Hayden and Louise, trying to ingratiate themselves with Theophilus through them.

Theophilus sat alone on a chair, slowly sipping black tea.

Crack!

Suddenly, the tea cup in his hand spun and then shattered, spilling tea on the floor.

Theophilus's gaze gradually deepened.

He felt a strong murderous intent, a powerful sense of danger emerging in his heart.

In the martial path, if a powerful expert intends to kill him, he could sense and react to it even if separated by hundreds of rivers and mountains, even sensing it when they were discussing him.

Theophilus was a master who had cultivated to this level.

"Who is it?"

Theophilus murmured, his eyes flashing with a cold glint.

Someone capable of bringing this kind of danger warning