Suddenly, Ye Menghua realized something was wrong.
"What's going on? We're not on the right road!"
She abruptly looked at the driver. She had been so busy talking with Jiang Meng that she hadn't noticed the driver had taken a completely different route than she had planned.
The driver remained silent, just continuing to drive.
"Are you listening to me?"
Ye Menghua suddenly pulled out a dagger and held it to her own neck.
"Miss Ye, you'd better put the dagger away. We mean you no harm. It's Jiang Meng's life we want."
The driver spoke indifferently, "Don't worry, once we get to the place, you'll naturally be free to leave."
What!
Someone in Jincheng actually wanted Jiang Meng's life!
Who had Jiang Meng offended?
"No, she is useful to us. No matter who you are, you can't kill her."
Ye Menghua declared, "Die!"
A flash of ruthlessness swept through her cold eyes.
Ye Menghua took action directly.
