Within the grand hall of the Hu Family.
The pungent scent of blood made people involuntarily furrow their brows; Hu Li's body had long been shattered into pieces, torn to shreds by Hu Qingbi herself.
Her eyes were a bloody red, her body covered in fresh blood, her cold gaze sweeping over the Hu Family's powerhouses.
That blood-red gaze was like two soul-snatching crimson pearls, making one feel as if they'd be devoured with just an extra glance, and no one dared to meet her eyes.
The grisly death of Hu Li was right in front of them, not to mention the mysterious Xiao Yi standing by the side.
Naturally, no one dared to say much.
Hu Qingbi looked coldly at the crowd and said sternly, "You all have heard it, my father was killed by that despicable Hu Li in cahoots with Xu Shiheng. Do you still want me to marry Xu Tao?"
One after another, the elders exchanged glances, all bowing their heads.
Who would dare to agree now?
