"What, what are you saying?"
Tang Xiaorou's expression instantly became incredibly rigid. Her cold and fierce eyes were trembling intensely as she stared fixedly at Jian Yinhe and questioned him.
"Ye Xuan is already dead, killed by me."
Jian Yinhe sneered contemptuously a few times, his eyes full of disdain. The more he admired Tang Xiaorou, the more he hated Ye Xuan in his heart.
Now, having killed Ye Xuan with his own hands, he felt very satisfied inside.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Tang Xiaorou's emotions exploded instantly as she raised her hand and gave Jian Yinhe a fierce slap.
"Smack..."
A crisp sound of a slap exploded on Jian Yinhe's face.
Jian Yinhe's gaze suddenly turned cold. Getting slapped for no reason, he was very angry inside, and at this moment, he stared coldly at Tang Xiaorou.
Tang Xiaorou, seeing Jian Yinhe's sinister gaze, couldn't help but tremble.
