She had wanted to leave something for her friends, but she unexpectedly discovered Shen Jiayi and Shen Jiawei.
So, she was in an excellent mood.
With the aid of the moonlight, she saw Shen Jiayi smile in her sleep. Shen Yanxiao touched her chin as she pondered.
A fantastic idea popped into her mind, and an evil smile formed on her lips. She took out an exquisite and sharp dagger from her space ring and started to measure it against Shen Jiayi's beautiful face.
She bent down and narrowed her eyes as she stared at Shen Jiayi's beautiful black hair.
It was dark in the room, and there was only a small area lit up by the moonlight. Suddenly, wisps of black silk scattered around the room.
A moment later, Shen Yanxiao looked at Shen Jiayi's bald head in satisfaction as she smirked. She kept her dagger before she quietly left through the window.
So, a tragedy had soundlessly occurred in the dead of night.
