Qing Ling's smile was exceptionally sweet; even though she couldn't make a sound, her childlike face was enough to melt the hardest heart in the world.
"Qing Jian, you've done a great job taking care of Qing Ling." Qiao Feng sighed, recalling the purpose of the visit, a look of worry appearing in her eyes.
Qing Jian knew the time had come. His gaunt face also dimmed.
"Qing Jian, Princess Lucy has agreed to help us blow up the Qing Family. To root them out completely, we need to send some people to her, disguised as Princess Lucy's men," Qiao Feng said.
As the Dowager of the Qing Family, deploying more than ten people required Qing Jian's personal approval.
"Grandma, how confident is Princess Lucy?" Qing Jian asked.
"Absolutely certain." Qiao Feng said, "Don't worry; if it fails, Princess Lucy bears all the responsibility, and the government won't come after us. If it succeeds, Qing Jian, you'll have made a significant contribution!"
