With a slash motion from his fingers, Fang Yuan severed the rope, and Cheng Bo's head tumbled from the gate.
He didn't have to search for the culprit who has done this.
The man responsible was already here, standing not too far away with a smile plastered across his face.
Fang Yuan, however, did not respond that smile in kind. Instead his expression was cold and heavy, his eyes looked at him in disappointment.
"Fang Tian… what have you done?" Fang Yuan's voiced out slow and dissapointed.
"What you should have been doing, brother," Fang Tian replied politely, almost too calmly.
Beside him, the Third Princess lingered close, half-hidden behind his shoulder as though seeking his protection.
Fang Yuan's brows furrowed because he was certain he had seen the two of them together in the garden earlier.
Unless… His thoughts stalled. Unless they wanted me to see them there, only to slip away the moment I left, and then kill Cheng Bo?
