"That's easy. We can find him by keeping an eye on the tofu shop."
Su Qing's eyes were cold and ruthless, and her voice was even colder. No matter who it was, if this person wanted her life, she would take his life first.
"Alright, let's do this..."
Xiao Zeyu lowered his voice and said to Su Qing. Su Qing heard his plan and agreed, "Alright, we'll do as you say!"
Xiao Zeyu went to the blacksmith shop to dress Zhong Yong and teach him how to speak.
The night was quiet, the wind blew, and the snow fell. A battle was going on between the tides. Some people could not calm down and could not sleep in fear, while others had everything under control.
The following day, the snow stopped, and the wind was still. The workers went out to work after eating early. However, they saw more troops on the street. After asking carefully, they found out that there was a killer last night who severely injured the mighty Su Qing. None of the killers were caught, and they all escaped.
