"Should I...shouldn't ask for things that don't belong to me? Otherwise, why can't I get a second look from my father even though I work so hard?"

"I......"

The assistant on the other end of the call interrupted Quan Qingqing: "Miss, you were too kind at first and couldn't bear to kill Quan Jin immediately."

"It was you who gave Quan Jin the chance to live another seven years."

"Now, she should have had enough."

seven years ago.

Quan Qingqing could have put aside all the consequences and directly assassinated Quan Jin, but she didn't.

Between interests and conscience.

No matter how vicious Quan Qingqing said, when it came to taking action, she couldn't let herself completely let go of her conscience and kill Quan Jin.

"Miss."

"Just send a message to Wei State saying that the person who invaded their official website is Quan Jin!"

"They will definitely send top killers to show up! By then..."

Was this message sent?

Not sending?

Or hair?

Quan Qingqing held her phone tightly, struggling in her eyes: "Send the information about Quan Jin's intrusion into the official website to Wei... Wait, no, I'll think about it again."

"Let me think about it again."

After hanging up the phone, Quan Qingqing sat weakly on the bed.

I stared blankly at this huge room.

"If you don't recognize me, why do you want to exchange me with Quan Jin?"

Quan Qingqing closed her eyes, her face full of pain: "Why did everything change when I met her?"

"...can you get what you want?"

"Did you do something wrong too?"

Quan Qingqing was reluctant to give up her identity as the eldest lady of Xanadu.

She is even more jealous and longing for the pampering in the eyes of Master Quan and Mistress Quan when she calls Quan Jin.

She wants...

Want it very much...

But she can only get it if Quan Jin dies. What can she do?

-

Looking back to the next second when Quan Jin answered the phone.

"Quan Jin."

"If you have the guts to kill a disciple of the Guwu family, you must have the courage to withstand our anger!"

The words have fallen!

"Pa." Before Quan Jin could say anything, the other party hung up the phone with great momentum.

Quan Jin:???

Quan Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at the screen.

After a few seconds, he put the phone aside and asked a little funny: "Are the disciples you taught so stupid that they can't even tell the difference between friend and foe?"

"This IQ should be taken care of."

Ever since the news of the death of King Kyushu spread.

this world.

How many hidden families were in ruins because of her departure?

How many people have been decadent for seventeen years because of her death.

The ancient martial arts family far away in country Z.

A disciple in cyan clothing hung up the phone after saying these words provocatively.

"Did you tell her?"

The disciple in gray uniform next to him frowned and asked the disciple in green uniform on the phone.

The two of them stood at the door of an old villa.

"Said."

The disciple who hung up the phone raised his head, looked at the main hall of the villa, and replied after a while: "Master, how long has it been since she came out?"

With these words, the heart of the disciple in the gray suit of Wendi shrank.

I closed my eyes and didn't dare to say: "It's been almost a month."

"If you don't eat or drink, you won't see anyone."

"If it weren't for the inner strength to support him, perhaps the master would have died seventeen years ago. He died along with that person."

"Last month, the master told me..."

Speaking of which.

The disciple in gray uniform suddenly had a sore nose. He quickly raised his head and looked at the sky with wide eyes.

I heard that this action can force back tears: "Her birthday is coming soon, and that person promised to come."
Chapter completed!