Tang Yu lifted her head slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "Young Miss, this boy's potential is limitless. If we allow him to grow, he will become a grave threat to our Zhang Family in the future."
"Should I take action myself and eliminate him, to prevent any future trouble?"
"That won't be necessary." Zhang Ling'Er closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently as she struggled to compose herself.
Tang Yu paused, startled, before bowing. "I understand."
As soon as her voice fell, her figure flickered and reverted to a cloud of gray-black smoke, slowly dissipating within the pavilion as if she had never been there.
Inside the pavilion, only Zhang Ling'Er remained.
'Kill Chu Fan?'
She snapped her eyes open, her face twisted with such venomous hatred that it was slightly contorted, her eyes filled with crazed animosity. "I want to kill him more than anyone! It's all I think about day and night, all I dream of!"
