"Are you sure he's dead?" In an elegant private room, Murong Lengyue exclaimed while holding a cup. The news came suddenly, and it was swift, leaving her unable to process or accept it immediately.
Shao Qinyi saw her trembling hand and reached out to hold her cup-bearing hand. "Are you worried or afraid? Rest assured, no one will know it's you."
As Shao Qinyi finished speaking, a sharp glance was suddenly aimed at him. "Only the dead can keep secrets, yet now even the dead might not keep them."
Murong Lengyue glanced at Shao Qinyi, who seemed awkward, realizing she might have gone too far. However, out of pride, she dryly coughed. "Yelü Shou, after all, is the leader of the dark realm, and his forces wouldn't be easily wiped out. So, is your information confirmed? I need to see the evidence."
