"Don't worry. Someone will take the blame."
Yu Feng shivered.
Her gaze flickered to the mist, realization sinking in.
She turned toward the closed-door cultivation chamber nearby.
Liu Zhenhai was inside.
Completely unaware.
Yu Feng's throat went dry.
"You did all of this… right under his nose? What if he finds out?"
Su Xiaobai laughed.
"Then he can die."
Then, like a phantom thief, he vanished into the night.
The pink mist slowly faded.
And as their consciousness returned, the three women stirred.
Then—
The real screams began.
Zhao Mei smiled, her lips curling as she turned toward the main chamber door.
With a casual flick of her wrist, she left it wide open.
Ensuring that the entire peak heard everything.
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The Fall of Liu Zhenhai – A Public Execution Without a Blade...
"Ahhhhhh—!"
A scream pierced the night, sharp enough to send chills down the spine of anyone who heard it.
Inside his sealed chamber, Liu Zhenhai's eyes snapped open.
