"Farewell, young master!"
Qiu Xi slightly bowed, her face carrying a smile that was neither mocking nor sincere, extremely eerie.
However.
Lan Zhengqing didn't glance at Qiu Xi, so he didn't know what expression was on her face. He only judged from her tone that Qiu Xi was brimming with an unstoppable killing intent.
He smiled contentedly and didn't say a word for the women, leaving straightforwardly.
The crying, sobbing, and whimpering did not cease with Lan Zhengqing's departure.
Instead, curses increased.
"Lan Zhengqing, you won't die a good death!"
"Even as a ghost, I won't spare you!"
"May you be struck by lightning!"
"Beast! Lan Zhengqing, you are a beast!"
"I must have been blind to have taken a liking to you!"
"Who would've thought you're so vicious!"
The women vented their inner anger. If it was a normal time, they absolutely wouldn't dare utter a word, dare to openly curse Lan Zhengqing.
Because.
At that time, they still had the chance and hope to survive.
