C132 The Reaper

"Mr. Ming, that woman was fierce to the end—jumped without hesitation. Looks like she's definitely dead."

Zhong Yuan peered over the balcony, took a quick glance, and turned back to Ming Xuanyang.

"She's dead, then she's dead. Just take care of it. This morning has been quite the ordeal, and I'm exhausted. I need to catch some sleep."

Ming Xuanyang lay on the bed, waving his hand dismissively