Feng Luo slowly stood up. She took two steps forward, then leaned against another pillar, as if her body had no bones.
"What? Could it be that Lady Ye wants to kill me to shut me up?" Feng Luo crossed her arms over her chest, her tone utterly casual, as if she were just chatting about household matters.
Ye Liang narrowed her eyes. "You're not afraid?"
Feng Luo shrugged. "What would I be afraid of? At least here in this Beggar Gang Old Mansion, even if you punch a hole in the damn sky, there's nothing to be scared of."
Ye Liang's tightly clenched hand at her side slowly loosened. She narrowed her eyes slightly, the corners of her lips curling into a cold smile. "Since you know my secret, I won't let you walk out of here alive."
The cynical look on Feng Luo's face made Ye Liang very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Ye Liang had a strange thought. "Did you already know why I sent Little Shunzi here?"
