Shen Cheng's composed response deepened the smile in Feng Jiu Mei's eyes. Watching her finish a glass of water, he spoke, "Let me show you something."
He turned around, his slender fingers swept across the screen on the wall, and an image immediately appeared.
In the image, Cai Mingjiao was lying on the ground, her hands, body, and the floor were all covered in blood.
"Since the item has already been handed over, you should keep your promise now. You have two options, one, we'll send you off. Two, you end it yourself by your own hand!"
She stared fixedly in a certain direction, her eyes bloodshot, resembling a ruthless demon.
Five meters away from her, Shi Yu stood upright, his solitary and proud figure still strikingly handsome.
"Such trivialities, I prefer to handle them myself."
Hearing the familiar voice and seeing the face that was etched in her mind, Shen Cheng's heart involuntarily clenched.
