The shouts of Yang Dong and Li Chuntao before they fell were heard by Yang Xiaocui above.
Sitting at the edge of the cliff, Yang Xiaocui's mouth curled into a sinister smile.
She didn't expect even the heavens were helping her.
She had thought that everything was over, that everything ended just like that.
But unexpectedly, Li Chuntao fell off the cliff, and Yang Dong went down to rescue her.
She came to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and listened to the sounds below.
Sure enough, she heard the voices of Li Chuntao and Yang Dong again. She was certain those two had fallen and had no hope of survival.
Then she looked at Yang Daniu lying on the edge of the cliff.
Of the three people threatening her, two had fallen off the cliff, one was on the verge of death.
If this wasn't heaven's help, what was it?
If these three were gone, no one would find out about her matter.
Thinking of this, she laughed.
