"Little Ninth, I didn't know that this would happen. I didn't expect it to be like this…" Tears flashed in Beiting Lin's eyes. "I will definitely seek justice for you!"
Dongfang Jiao's chest was exceptionally broad and warm. Beiting Lin's tears pricked at Beiting Huang's heart. She felt that her heart was softened by this warmth. She smiled and comforted the two of them. "It's nothing. It's all in the past. Aunt, you're here for the Purple Flame Companion Source. I wonder how the four families plan to split the Purple Flame Companion Source?"
Speaking of this, Nangong Shou's old face revealed a complacent expression. He smiled and said, "Why? Do you want a share, Ninth Young Master?"
"Haha…"
Someone in the hall threw his head back and laughed. It was obvious that he was laughing at Beiting Huang for overestimating herself by asking this question, so he laughed twice. Dongfang Jiao's cold eyes were like arrows, directly killing this person's laughter.
