Ling Ran's lips curled into a triumphant smile; the big fish had taken the bait.
"How many people did he bring?"
"He came alone."
Ling Ran was even more pleased, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. If he didn't act tonight, letting Bo Yeyuan continue to live, Beitang Feng would find out sooner or later.
Ling Ran was very worried about Beitang Feng's arranged meeting with Bo Yeyuan tomorrow, fearing that everything would be exposed. It would be better to eliminate the threat before they met.
He... had no choice.
"Proceed with the original plan immediately," Ling Ran's gaze drifted into the distance. "Tonight, I'm taking his life."
The only fear was that Bo Yeyuan wouldn't fall for it—if Bo Yeyuan didn't come, Ling Ran wouldn't dare to actually harm little Qiye either.
The little guy was Li Qiyu's life. If he died, Li Qiyu would go mad, and so would Feng.
But Bo Yeyuan's life, it wasn't worth anything.
