In the abandoned building, the old man sat on the only chair in the hall.
Song Qinghuan, Shi Annuo, and Han Qianqian stood surrounded in the middle, not far from the old man.
Seeing how the elder's gaze swept over the three without returning and finally stared at her unwaveringly, as if observing something or plotting some mischief, Song Qinghuan thought for a moment and then said softly, "Elder, you simply want to use us to threaten Shi Yuhuan. Actually, just having me is enough; there's no need for Shi Annuo and Han Qianqian. Why don't you let them go?"
"Sister-in-law."
"Song Qinghuan!"
Shi Annuo and Han Qianqian almost cried out at the same time, looking at her in astonishment, obviously disapproving of her approach.
"Negotiating terms?" The old man's cloudy eyes fixed on Song Qinghuan, with a cold laugh in them, "What bargaining chips do you have to negotiate with me like this?"
