The crowd was in chaos, accompanied by the shrill wails of ambulances and the sound of police sirens outside.
Li Jiaqi stepped forward a couple of steps.
Then she witnessed a more terrifying scene: He Yingdong lay at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor, with a knife plunged into his chest, lying motionless as if he were dead.
Blood spread from his body, staining the white marble red.
He Yingdong was dead!!
Can a man like this demon die just like any other mortal?
"Oh my God, that man was so ruthless, not only did he stab the Third Young Master He, but he also pushed him down the stairs!"
"I heard he's the young master of the Huo Family, carrying murder on his back yet daring to come out and kill people—he truly seems fearless."
The blood in Li Jiaqi's body turned cold bit by bit.
He Yingdong was dead!
Huo Siyuan was going to die too!!
How could this happen?
Why did it have to be like this?
