"Hmph, Qingjue will return to my side sooner or later. As for that b*tch, I'll make her wish she was dead. I'll make her kneel on the ground and beg me to spare her life. But I won't let her die so easily." Qing Lingyan cackled as she started to fantasize, the smile on her face became more and more sinister. She fantasized that on the day she got married to Qingjue, she would tie Ling Chuxi up and make her witness the entire event. "What a happy ending."
Fortunately, Ghost Shadow did not know what Qing Lingyan was thinking. He'd probably break down if he did. Ghost Shadow did not dare to say a word. When Qing Lingyan stopped laughing, Ghost Shadow spoke again. "Miss, where did you find such an expert?" asked Ghost Shadow. He was really curious about the identity and origins of the assassin. That person didn't seem to be simple, but he died just like that. It was truly a pity.
"You don't need to know," said Qing Lingyan warily as she glanced at Ghost Shadow.
