The crescent moon hid behind the dark clouds in the night sky. All was quiet in the Feng Manor, except for the sound of steady breathing as Feng Xiupei lay in bed fast asleep, completely unaware that the door had opened. A long shadow hid its murderous aura and slowly walked into the room.
Si Mobai was wearing a silver mask. He stood in front of her bed and saw that Feng Xiupei's face had already healed halfway. A murderous glint flashed in his almond-shaped eyes.
He'd heard every single thing they'd said in the study earlier and was shocked by the extent of their cruelty. He couldn't imagine what humiliations Feng Tianlan's corpse would have suffered if that had really been her body.
These people weren't fit to be called human!
