Threat, a blatant threat.
Feng Shuyan trembled all over, as if recalling the night that had left her heartbroken.
Yu Xincheng immediately hugged Feng Shuyan and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. I am the eldest son of the Yu family from Tianhai City. Even though my father is mad at me and has left the family inheritance to my younger brother, he wouldn't let someone kill me."
"But they, they... wuwu..." Feng Shuyan cried very sadly, her helpless and fragile appearance further invoking Yu Xincheng's protective instincts: "Ah Yan, Xiao Li is a police officer, and Yang Yu is here too. I really won't have any issues."
Yang Yu was silent for a while before he picked up the Turtle Shell and ancient coins and performed a divination for Yu Xincheng.
The ancient coins scattered on the table, and Yang Yu's expression immediately became even more grave.
Seeing the grave look on Yang Yu's face, Feng Shuyan's heart "thud" again: "Yang Yu, what's wrong?"
