"You're not going to threaten me with anything?" Yang Qingye looked at Luo Ziling sarcastically, "You never planned to use my sister to reach into the Yang Family and take their interests?"
"You're overthinking!" Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingye with an unchanged expression, "I haven't even resolved the crisis threatening my survival yet. How could I think about anything else? Over the past year, so many people have wanted me dead; they planned numerous assassinations, but all failed. I was merely defending myself. I hope similar situations don't arise again, and I can tell you that whoever tries to target me or plot against me will pay a heavy price. Even if I'm unfortunate enough to be plotted against, the person doing it will ultimately die a miserable death."
Yang Qingye's expression changed several times before he frowned and asked Luo Ziling, "Did you kill Chen Jiahai?"
