The rest of the evening proceeded with an outward calm, but within the depths of Feng Ruoxi's being, a tempest raged. Her heart was anything but calm, consumed by a burning desire for vengeance against the Xiao family. Their senseless act of violence, robbing her dear friend Xia Xingxing of her father, had sealed their fate. Feng Ruoxi vowed to herself that she would mercilessly destroy every last remnant of that bloody mafia family until nothing remained.
As the sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of fiery orange and crimson, Feng Ruoxi's thoughts turned to the dreaded event looming on the horizon – the dinner invitation from her vile family at the Feng villa. It was a Sunday, a day she had reluctantly agreed to accompany Jiang Yukang for this gathering, and she knew all too well that their motives were far from benign.