"There's nothing for us to talk about," Ji Shiting said coldly. "Move aside."
"I remember that your father Ji Ziliang died a long time ago, right?" Xiao Ruilang said with a confident smile. "Weren't you curious about the cause of his death?"
Ji Shiting said, "Get lost."
"It looks like you too know that he died from unusual circumstances." Xiao Ruilang chuckled. "But you definitely don't know who the mastermind is."
Ji Shiting pursed his lips.
He looked at Ye Shengge and adjusted her coat. "Let's go the other way."
Ye Shengge was stunned hearing this, so she nodded hurriedly.
"It's not the person whom you think it is." Xiao Ruilang chuckled. "I have evidence."
Ye Shengge saw that the man's pupils had contracted to the extreme, and his breathing became irregular.
She pursed her lips and said, "How about I wait for you downstairs?"
