Yao Juanjuan tidied her clothes, adjusting her hair in the mirrored glass on the wall pillar. "You go explain to Fourth Master over there. We don't know if Hua Qingyi has offended anyone. Just find any excuse to brush it off. If it really was people from Fourth Master who did it, you can't just go and ask her for someone, right? In a few days, just shrug it off and say you couldn't find her."
"Hmph, easier said than done!" Yao Zheng unhappily gulped down a mouthful of alcohol. "After all, it's not you who has to deal with the one named Luo, right!"
"Fine, I'll deal with it then, just finish the person off, isn't that simple?" Hearing Yan Juanjuan's words, Yao Zheng couldn't help but frown. He didn't look at her; his lowered eyes concealed the indifference within.
"It's not like it's your first time killing, it doesn't matter, right?" Yao Zheng retorted bluntly. "Besides Xiao Mei, how many lives have you taken?"
