Liancheng Yazhi took the documents and turned to walk through the door.
the person leaning against the car finished the last puff of his cigarette and threw it on the ground. he stepped on one with his foot and extinguished the cigarette before following liancheng yazhi in.
the two of them walked, one in front and one behind. neither of them spoke, and only the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard in the quiet courtyard.
The servants at home had all gone home, so the Liancheng old mansion was even quieter.
Walking into the living room, Liancheng Yazhi sat down and carefully read the document in his hand again.
There was only a list of sacrifices and nothing else inside. There were only a few thin pieces of paper with a cold line of names on it. It was a list of several lives.
he didn't explain their deaths or how they died. he only said that yingluo and the others were dead!