Qiao Xi's eyes were sore and her vision blurred with tears.
She spoke with a hoarse voice, "Good, I also have... something to say to you." Her voice was still hoarse, rough like sandpaper.
"You... go first."
She looked at him and slowly began to speak.
Huo Xingzhou took a deep breath and laid out the cruel, disgusting truth before her, "Wang Lang was just an accomplice."
"He took the two hundred thousand from Xiang Huai and set the fire intentionally. Perhaps Xiang Huai wanted to teach you a lesson, or maybe he wanted your life. The Imperial Capital is filled with prominent families, give me some time.
Once the Tianyuan Group has completely entered the Imperial Capital, I will make Xiang Huai pay."
Xiang Huai?
Qiao Xi clenched her lips, the corners of her eyes reddening.
Waves of hatred were stirred in her heart, and she struggled to suppress the sobs that kept spilling from her throat.
Xiang Huai.
Could this have something to do with Xu Xingluo?
