Although Hao Jian was more than ten meters away from them, it still couldn't escape his hearing.
"Miss us? I think she wants us dead!" Ye Linglan sneered.
"Miss, please forgive us, but without your death, the third young master cannot rise to power, and the lady is restless," just then, a bald man also smiled wickedly, pulling out a double-edged blade from behind, looking ominously at Ye Linglan, "So, may I ask you to die?"
Ye Linglan's expression froze, but she was not surprised by this outcome. Since he had appeared here, he wouldn't allow her to live.
"Spare Chunliang, as long as I die, he is not to be feared. At the same time, I assure you that he will never seek revenge against you!" Ye Linglan said to these people, pleading for Chunliang.
She knew she couldn't escape today. With that woman's malicious mind, she definitely wouldn't let her go, but she hoped her death could save Chunliang.
