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.,Suddenly, a figure flashed beside them. The newcomer saw the scene before them and was immediately furious.,Several people suddenly seemed to be struck, dumbfounded.。