C184 Conflicts
Tong Lu's wrist was gripped by Lin Yan with such force that she struggled to catch her breath.
"To think of killing over a mere smile? That's excessively tyrannical, don't you think?"
Lin Yan's gaze bore into Tong Lu's eyes, the murderous intent within as chilling as the onset of winter, sending shivers down her spine.
"Tong Lu, always stirring up trouble," Lin Yan chided
