Tang Yue'er, bathed in bliss, suddenly felt a surge of intense crisis. She abruptly looked up towards the second floor, but the murderous aura had already dissipated.
"Was it an illusion?"
Tang Yue'er murmured to herself.
Upstairs, in Qin Nian's room, Qin Nian's face was full of anger.
"So this is the man you've been fond of since childhood? He didn't even take you seriously. What's there to cling to such a man for?"
"He said he would help you avenge the Qin Family, but that was just empty talk. The vendetta for the annihilation of the Qin Family can only rely on you."
"Without formidable strength, how can you seek revenge? While he still has no suspicion of you, kill him first. Let his death help you step onto the Heartless Path, only then will you possess the strength to avenge the deceased of the Qin Family!"
Another voice echoed within her mind.
Her face was twisted with a ferocious expression, her mind filled with the scene she had just witnessed from the second floor.
