Hearing footsteps.
Sun Xiaoli looked up towards the entrance of the mountain cave.
She saw Zhong Siquan walking in with Li Dagang.
He glanced at Sun Xiaoli, who was curled up in a corner, her eyes red, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes as he sneered, "Why the need for all this? Wouldn't it have been better to obediently follow me? You insisted on running off with that wild man Chen Feng, and now, look, it's been a whole day and night, has your Chen Feng come back?"
Sun Xiaoli glared fiercely at Zhong Siquan, biting her silver teeth as she said, "He... he will definitely come back. Zhong Siquan, for what you've done, Chen Feng will definitely make you pay!"
"Hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Siquan threw his head back and laughed, his laughter full of mockery.
Beside him, Li Dagang's eyes were even more filled with disdain.
Because he knew very well that Chen Feng had fallen off a cliff and died; it was absolutely impossible for him to return.
