Upon hearing that Lin Yafei expressed no blame, the man secretly let out a long sigh of relief, and his heart, which had leaped to his throat, slowly settled back down into his chest.
"Hall Master, I shall take my leave now."
Saying this, the man didn't linger at all. He bowed slightly to Lin Yafei and then quickly walked toward the exit.
Once the man had left, Lin Yafei's exquisite face immediately filled with an exceedingly cold expression. Her alluring phoenix eyes half squinted, and a striking smear of red on her cherry lips lent a chilling feeling.
At this moment, the smear of red on Lin Yafei's cherry lips was as red as blood, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.
After a while, Lin Yafei took her cell phone out of the handbag beside her and directly dialed a number.
The moment she dialed the number, almost instantly, someone answered the call.
"Hall Master."
As soon as the call connected, a voice immediately came through the phone.
