"I'm confident enough to kill them without anyone finding out."
The last sentence echoed ominously through the graves like the sigh of a ghost, in eerie stillness.
Liu Kun trembled all over.
He knew the person in front of him was right.
Although Liu Zide and Liu Zixian were a few years older than Little Girl Tong, in terms of intellect and scheming, they were nowhere near Lu Qian, let alone Little Girl Tong. There was also Wang Chunchi, who only knew how to roll dough and cook, loud but without any brains or cunning. Little Girl Tong had managed to topple both the Ke Family and the Fan Family, clearly indicating she had come prepared. His own family was like lambs to the slaughter before her, utterly powerless to resist.
Lu Tong looked at him, slightly lifting her forearm, the medicine bottle in her palm gleaming with a sinister luster in the night.
"Cousin?"