Gu Zheng pushed open the door to the basement and slowly walked down the stairs.
Qiao Xi looked at his back as the door closed, cutting off all sounds. The grudge between them should be resolved by Gu Zheng himself.
After two hours, Gu Zheng pushed the door open and walked out. His body was stained with the smell of blood, and one could see traces of blood on his black suit. He elegantly took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on his hand.
Then, he sat on the chair and closed his eyes while panting slightly. After a moment, when he opened his eyes again, they had already returned to a faint brown color.
For the past two hours, Qiao Xi had been waiting outside. It was only when Gu Zheng pushed the door open that she heard Huang Lilan's cries. Her painful and crazy roars resounded throughout the entire third floor.
"I won't let her die so easily," Gu Zheng said casually. "This is only one-tenth of what she gave me. She'll have to endure more."