Seeing Zhuo Ya's body slowly sink, the dark figure finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood by the sea, picking up the phone to make a call.
"Is it done?"
Liu Ying stood by the window, his voice grave and inquiring.
"I had initially wanted to burn her to death, but she ran out of the fire herself. Fortunately, I was cautious and didn't leave so quickly, so I waited for her to come out, knocked her out, and threw her into the sea."
"Can you confirm her death?"
"Her hands and feet were tied by me, she's definitely not going to survive."
Liu Ying finally felt at ease.
As long as Zhuo Ya was dead, Gu Yanting would no longer be influenced by her.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and slowly said, "As long as she's dead, that's good."
As long as Zhuo Ya was dead, she couldn't harm the young master.
Even if Zhuo Ya met her end, it was what she brought upon herself.
Who told her to harm Gu Yanting again and again!
After hanging up the phone, Liu Ying felt someone behind him.
