Rooster immediately said obsequiously, "Master, you're really amazing. The person who came is indeed Lord Hong."
One Dot glanced at him disdainfully and replied with a straight face, "We've completed the task."
Song Jingchen nodded and gave a few instructions. The two of them left again overnight.
The study became silent once more. Song Jingchen's gaze was cold as he wrote a few words on the paper.
Hong Jianzhang, Cao Dezhi.
He wrote the last word.
Killing intent flashed in his eyes. He exerted strength in his hand, and a thick line passed through the six words. It cut through the two names like a sharp blade.
It was rare that there was no snow tonight. Song Jingchen drove the wheelchair back to his room and saw that Shen Yijia had woken up.
Her black hair was loose, and she was sitting on the bed in her pajamas, rubbing her eyes.
"Why are you awake?"
"Where did you go?"
