With a slight nod, two more people came up behind Ling Xi, lifting the sandbag in their hands and pressing down.
Bloodthirst and a desire to kill filled their eyes.
This time, they would surely use this person's blood to comfort the stationmaster's spirit in heaven!
…
"Where is Yun Family Head and Yun Mo?" Ling Xi asked, not seeing Yun Hailong or Yun Mo.
What she needed to do was all done, and this last matter, by tomorrow, would inevitably come to an end; whether it was to be sorrow or joy would only be known then.
"The Family Head should be on his way, and I'm not very clear about the young master's whereabouts," Yun Mo answered; the Family Head had been notified just a moment ago and should be on his way.
"Fine," she replied indifferently with a nod, gazing at Bai Yin. Ling Xi's delicate yet icy lips suddenly curved into a faint, enigmatic smile, her voice cold as ice, "Bai Yin, tomorrow, I will come to find you." It was time for them to settle their accounts.
