"It was a trap. In the forest, there were footsteps that weren't older than a day or two. After the incident, the fire must be lit to remove traces or simply used to direct attention. The fire has nothing to do with the vehicles."
Ji Zhou point was to confirm that this was the very vehicle on which Lei Xinyi was riding. He didn't want to leave a loophole that would leave the possibilities or space for hope or doubt for Li Yuan.
There was no benefit of hanging to a broken thread...
It was her blood that was painting the ground, too much blood. Li Yuan felt his own blood boiled looking at her spilt life-fluid being contaminated on the dirty floor.
His urge to spill blood intensified and everyone felt the murderous aura and froze with their fixated on the man of power.
Without taking his eyes off the dried crimson blood of his beloved. He demanded, his voice dry, cold and horse without a trace of emotion in his lifeless eyes, "Where?"
