Jin Cheng stood up to announce he acknowledged that the Divine Blood Pill was fake. The black-robed figure in the crowd didn’t even have the least bit of movement.

The last bit of light vanished from Aunty Hong’s eyes. All that remained was endless darkness.

The young maid wailed, her tears flying everywhere. But at this time, the assistant couldn’t care to pay attention to this at all. She looked at the miss, her eyes full of regret and also…an incomparably deep chill.

That deep chill was naturally aimed at Qin Yu. Did he really think he could go on living after harming the miss? Bastard! Whether it’s in the heavens above or the earth below, you’re dead!

Lin Weiwei put down her book and stood up, walking towards her bedroom. Her expression was still calm and her eyes were still indifferent, but compared to before, this difference was slightly colder with a slight bitterness.

Qin Yu, I had eyes but failed to see. It was I who misjudged you. After today, because of the graciousness I owe you, I will write this matter off. But don’t let me run into you again…

Just as her thoughts reached this point and she almost arrived at the bedroom’s entrance, the crystal screen behind her suddenly sounded out with a cold sneer. “Who said that the Divine Blood Pill is fake?”

This voice was...Qin Yu!

Lin Weiwei suddenly turned around, her eyes fixed tightly on the screen. The camera turned, landing...