A-Xuan looked at the doors. Yan Hao was trying to run with Yan Ning, but he had already sealed the room.
He said, annoyed: "Can you stop already? This room is sealed; you're not going anywhere."
A-Xuan squatted next to Gao Wei, whose face was drained of blood. He was sweating profusely and had a hard time breathing.
He said arrogantly: "I'm the one who sent a message from your cellphone to lure your subordinate so I could kill them all at once."
Gao Wei stood up, his legs were so weak that he was leaning against the wall. "You—you're lying. That's not possible; Yan Ning just said he's been siphoning you."
A-Xuan approached him and pulled the dagger out of his heart. "You're right; he has been siphoning just not my essence."
Yan Ning stumbled back, and Yan Hao looked at A-Xuan horrified. He had no idea he knew everything since the beginning and he even killed all the radicals on his own.
