In front of Jinli, they discussed killing Long Xiliang, and Jinli's facial expression tightened.
Qinghuang glanced at Jinli and thought it would be better if Jinli didn't hear internal matters.
"Miss Jin, thank you for telling us this. I'll have someone escort you out."
Qinghuang allowed her to leave, and Jinli quickly stood up and respectfully nodded and bowed to Feng Zheyu.
"I'll be going then, continue your conversation."
Jinli left the tea room, and only when she had exited the hotel did she take out her phone. Her fingers flew over the keyboard, typing a line and sending it out.
Jinli clutched her phone with both hands and turned to look up at the highest floor of the Fisherman Hotel.
She hoped Lu Xiaoyou and Long Xiliang would be alright.
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After a long storm, as the rain began to cease, Lu Xiaoyou woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, the light pierced her retinas, stinging her eyes.
She closed her eyes again, and after a while, slowly opened them again.
