The woman who merely wanted to get rid of her malicious husband now harbored a towering hatred in her heart.
It seemed that this blood debt would all be settled with the Liu Family.
Suddenly, Yun Jiumei looked up, her long phoenix eyes narrowing slightly, as if she sensed something, casting a glance in the direction where Zhou Qing was.
Zhou Qing nonchalantly withdrew his gaze and turned to look in another direction.
A man wearing a bamboo hat stood silently at the edge of the ruins, two long swords slung across his back.
His whole body trembled slightly, and although he tried to suppress it, Zhou Qing could still feel the extremely repressed killing intent.
Moreover, his figure and outline were inexplicably familiar.
Very soon, Zhou Qing seemed to realize something—Shen Liyang, the head of the third house of the Shen Family.
