Ling Qingxue pondered for a moment, although the Rakshasa group was indeed not easy to provoke, her Ling Family was not to be trifled with either. If these people troubled her and she were to just let it go, she wouldn't be pleased in her heart.
Moreover.
The biggest problem was that, if this matter wasn't handled properly, her status in the family would definitely plummet, and she wouldn't even have another chance to control her own destiny!
So, she felt as though she had been pushed up onto Mount Liang.
Just then, Feng Lin, who had been following Ling Qingxue, said a few words in a low voice.
Ling Qingxue nodded and said, "I'll think about it a bit more."
The middle-aged man spoke up, "Miss, as you know, if the family finds out about the hijacked goods, your situation will become very grim."
"The Rakshasa, what is there to fear?!"
