Xiao Cangqing stood at the villa window, his gaze piercing through the narrow gap in the heavy curtains to the bustling scene outside.
The incessant flashes from the reporters' cameras went off one after another, and the angry shouts of the crowd were like tempestuous ocean waves,
crashing against his eardrums wave after wave.
The cacophony and the chaotic scene before him left Xiao Cangqing's mind in turmoil.
"Didn't you say you were wary of that guy, Chu He?" Xiao Cangqing said, annoyed. "If you carry out a massacre with such fanfare and attract Chu He's attention, how will you deal with him?"
The rotting man inside Xiao Cangqing's body let out a sinister laugh.
