Late at night, on the rooftop.
Tangyu sat there alone, gazing at the starry sky, with images of Lin Feifei and the others flashing through his mind. The anger in his heart could only be vented at this moment. But Tangyu knew well that this matter couldn't be rushed; the more anxious he was, the more chaotic things would become. The enemies he faced this time were not ordinary people, and conventional methods wouldn't work.
"Yi Shao, King of Yin Mountain, we are sworn enemies. You'd better not cross paths with me, or I will kill you no matter the cost." Tangyu was filled with rage and regretted being too merciful at the Liu Family Manor—he hadn't used one more trump card, allowing Yi Shao to escape.
A figure leaped up; it was Hu Yaomei, who immediately sat next to Tangyu and snuggled close. "Sitting here alone daydreaming? Thinking of love?"
