Yin, Yin Ruo.
This name Loh Xiaoan will never forget for a lifetime!
The kidnapping at twelve years old, it was the first time he hurt someone, a screw blinded Yin Ruo's eyes.
That time, he and Little Pumpkin nearly lost their lives.
It was also that time his relationship with his mother improved.
"Yin Ruo died back then!" Loh Xiaoan looked at Liu Ya and said.
Jian Xi personally watched as Yin Ruo died!
"Maybe it's her remnants?" Liu Ya's face gradually lost color.
Jianghu is too vast, too deep, so perilous.
She had been in Jianghu for many years, and mentioning it now still scares her.
Eighteen years have passed, has fate's wheel turned back? Is it starting again?
Loh Xiaoan's face also changed. Shen Qingyan and Krol, not knowing the inside story, looked at them blankly.
"Brother An, who is Yin Ruo?" Shen Qingyan asked.
"A... bad person." Loh Xiaoan said, "She was the one who kidnapped me and Mochen back then."
