Wind Island, in the small building where Ye Bingling lived.

Ye Bingling sat upright; her beautiful face looked a little haggard, and her tightly clamped lips revealed that she was in a very bad mood.

And beside her, in addition to Yi Qiushui and Liu Zhixuan, were more than a dozen of figures with a darkened face. These people were Ye Bingling’s core supporters, who also occupied a high position in the Wind Pavilion.

Ye Bingling rubbed her beautiful brows and ran her eyes across the crowd, asking suddenly, “Where is Li Jian?”

Some of their expressions changed. It was after a moment when someone suppressed his anger and replied, “That bastard has joined Chen Beifeng’s side.”

Ye Bingling couldn’t help clenching her beautiful hands. Her countenance turned cold, and in the end, she slammed the table without saying anything.

Anyone could tell that Ye Bingling was inwardly furious, because Li Jian was one of Ye Bingling’s only two supporters before...