บท 1089: Two Fists Could Defeat Many Hands

"You—" Zhao Xiaoli's expression darkened.

She did not understand. Her people were well-hidden. How did they discover them?

Just as she was about to deny it, An Jiuyue spoke again.

"I didn't expect Miss Zhao to have so many people working for you. What a pity."

"What's the pity?" Zhao Xiaoli asked instinctively.

What was there to pity? Even if they all died, she merely acquired those people from others. They were not her own.

"An Jiuyue, stop spouting nonsense. Hand it over. If I can capture the Mo family, I can also separate Mo Aotian from your husband!"

She told herself not to be affected by An Jiuyue.

Everyone cultivated demonic energy, so it was expected that they would know that she had planted people nearby. There was nothing strange about that. More importantly, she had many subordinates, and An Jiuyue only had Qian Jiyun.

She refused to believe that Qian Jiyun's two fists could defeat many hands.