Late at night, in an inconspicuous rental room within the imperial city, two women sat nervously at the edge of a bed.
Their taut bodies betrayed their tension.
Before long, a knock sounded at the door, and one of the women hurried over to open it.
Upon seeing a man standing at the doorway, she immediately pulled him inside and cautiously glanced outside.
Assuring that no one was there, she finally closed the door.
She began with trepidation, "Ah Sheng, what happened? Is Xia Weibao dead?"
The woman speaking was none other than Ah Yun, the mastermind behind the plot to crush Xia Weibao to death today, and Ah Sheng was her boyfriend.
He was also the accomplice and a member of the stage crew.
Ah Sheng shook his head, "No, Xia Weibao was saved by her assistant; the object didn't hit her, but her assistant was knocked unconscious."
Ah Yun bit her teeth with hatred, "Even that didn't kill her, she really has a big life!"
