He used great strength, and the photo frames immediately fell. The sound of glass breaking seemed to be deafening in the small room.
Ou Ming walked to Yu Lili with his long legs. With a sinister smile, he squinted slightly and blew some smoke on her face. Then, he pushed her hard with no pity, brushed past her, and strode away. From beginning to end, he did not say one word.
Her eyes were reddened and slightly hurt. Her scar that had been hurting for four years was ripped open, bringing her more pain than the past four years combined.
She stepped on the glass on the floor to pick up the notebook. On the notebook, there was broken glass, which cut into her fingers, hurting her. She opened the notebook, and one of the pages inside was labeled. There was a woman on it, holding a dagger in her hand and plunging it into her stomach. Underneath, there was a pool of blood.
