Helpless, Fang Qin could only go along with her, after all, she had no right to intervene in Li Ruo's affairs.
Far away in Hong Kong, Ye Chen was still struggling for revenge against Dahei, and over the past few days, a series of Vatican emissaries had been killed. Most of them died either on their way out or in their rooms at night, even though Chen Nanfei had repeatedly ordered the villa guards to strengthen their defenses, deaths continued unabated. Either close associates or Vatican emissaries.
One day at the end of July, a trusted associate was found dead at the door, his eyes gouged out and filled with honey, ants crawling densely in the sockets. The sight was truly horrific. Even Chen Nanfei, who was accustomed to death, was scared out of his wits by such a scene.
Bang!
