Apart from the scent of flowers and plants, a faint smell of blood pervaded the air.
An uneasy premonition rose from the depths of her heart, as Gu Danyu pressed her lips together, her profound gaze growing colder.
Using the dim moonlight, her gaze quickly spotted something abnormal amidst the chaos of a certain area.
The wild grass was bent over, a blood-stained stick lying on the ground, surrounded by signs of a struggle.
Gu Danyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glint of light in the corner.
Hurriedly walking over, she bent down to pick up a water-blue keychain, and her heart sank.
Suddenly, she remembered the waiter who had fallen down in the private room.....
Everything had been planned in advance.
But who was the target? Lu Wenjin? Her? Or the Lu Family?
The woman stood in place, lost in thought for a long time, before finally dragging her feet back to the banquet hall.
