Lin Chu shouted, but received no response.
Instead, the women inside the house all looked over, their expressions a mixture of emotions as they ran toward him.
"How did you all get here?"
Lin Chu looked at Liao Meili again, his tone grave as he took a deep breath and asked.
Without a doubt, this was a setup targeting him—and a damn big one at that.
Although it hadn't caused any physical harm yet, the psychological damage was immense.
What did this mean?
It meant that the vast majority of his private life, everything that had happened in his past, was utterly transparent in someone else's eyes!
Worse, this other party could manipulate it all with absurd ease.
It was just like the rage Lin Chu had felt when he saw that "priority-one message" earlier.
When it came to information, Liszt had him completely outclassed.
"After everything you've done, you're asking me?"
