Life and death sometimes hinge on just an instant of thought. When the last bodyguard fell before her, Feng Susu had given up hope of survival. She understood all too well that today, most likely, she would not be able to escape this calamity.
Two trembling women clung to each other, with Feng Rong cradling Feng Susu, a trace of despair flashing across her face.
"Aunt, why is no one coming to help?"
Feng Susu, shaking, voiced this question. She couldn't understand why not a single family member had come to her rescue. Had she really been abandoned?
Feng Rong's face was filled with bitterness: "Do we need to ask? Your grandfather and your father are probably under house arrest by now. If things are as I suspect, the Hao Tian Gate has most likely already reached a settlement with certain members of our family."
