chapter 75 Internal and external troubles

In the early morning, the sky was foggy, the visibility was very low, and the air pressure was also low. Aurora Jiang stood in the yard, feeling a little tight in her chest.

Lambert Bai was wearing a black suit, sitting on a mahogany chair in the living room, holding a purple sand teacup in his hand, his face gloomy.

The hall was full of people, some with blond hair and blue eyes, some with blue eyes and black hair. They were about the same age as the Bai family...