Qin Ruan noticed San Ye's hesitation in his eyes. A faint smile played at the corners of her mouth, "Is there something I shouldn't hear?"
San Ye's slender, fair-skinned hand, resting on the dining table, began to tap lightly on the table surface.
Tap after tap, providing a rhythm.
He chuckled, "Not really, it's just that some things the Nangong Family did were a bit dirty."
"How dirty? Better dirty than dead, anyway," Qin Ruan said dismissively, with a laugh.
She didn't know the power the Leng Family had once held in Capital City. As their family never left the capital, it meant they were still alive.
As long as one is alive, it's all good. As the saying goes, it's better to live poorly than to die well.
