Sheng Jian pulled up a chair with a mocking expression and said, "The people who attempted to assassinate Little Qi today were sent by you, right? Didn't you think to change your methods? Twenty years ago, you used them to assassinate Jing. Now, you're using the same tactics against Little Qi. Do you think you've hidden it well?"
"You!" Rong Tianshi's pupils dilated, his face stiffening, "How do you know?"
"Why wouldn't I know? If it weren't for Jing stopping me, I would have returned to the capital to end you long ago. Did you think you could keep up your charade until now?"
Sheng Jian's face was devoid of warmth, "Fortunately, Little Qi is more decisive and ruthless than her mother. The assassins you sent not only died themselves but also led to the destruction of the Rong family today."
"What? You... you're lying! Impossible!"
Rong Tianshi's eyes widened in disbelief.
