"It's already reached deep into Lu Tingxiao's mouth. Are you still counting on digging it out?" Yun Shen drawled unhurriedly, plain mockery written on his face.
Qiao Yi's brows furrowed. "Well, I can't just let Hei Long fall into Lu Tingxiao's hands either. He knows too much about us!"
The man indifferently raised his brows. "And what about it?"
Qiao Yi warned in a low tone, "Ah Shen, don't underestimate the enemy. Lu Tingxiao isn't that easy to deal with!"
The man's mouth curved upward cynically. There was a sliver of mad interest in his eyes. "Huh! If he were easy to deal with, where would be the fun in that?"
Qiao Yi suddenly turned strict. "Ah Shen! By all means, be as playful as you wish for all else, but this isn't for you to have fun with! Don't forget how your mother died, how the Yun family was destroyed!"
"What does the Yun family's destruction have to do with me?" The man's voice suddenly turned cold.
