Li Hong's expression was taut with tension, wishing he could drag these people out and slaughter them.
Now it was over, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't wash him clean.
Li Mochan's whole body bristled with a reversed fierce energy, and he turned to run out.
"Wei Bei, keep an eye on things here," Wei Nan instructed before hastily chasing after him.
Wei Bei looked down at the men in black on the ground, his face dark with anger, "Take them all back."
"Yes."
"Wait." Li Hong quickly spoke up, realizing that if everyone was taken away, he would have nowhere to find evidence.
Wei Bei glanced sideways at him, sneering with sarcasm, "You'd better pray here that Ye Jiuliang is safe and unharmed. If she's missing so much as a single hair, your entire family had better prepare for a burial."
If Ye Jiuliang were to suffer any mishap, he had no doubt that their young master would turn the entire capital into a hellish inferno.
