"Ye Qing? The name sounds nice, but you certainly don't live up to that 'Qing' character. What a pity. I think you should change it to something more fitting, like 'Ye the Murderer.'"
The woman's words left Ye Qing momentarily stunned, unsure of her intention, but the word 'murderer' reverberated ominously in Ye Qing's heart.
"Who... who are you?"
"Hu Zi, tell her who we are."
The man standing by bowed to the woman with a smile, then turned to Ye Qing, his face instantly turning cold and hard, "Remember Ma Guoguo?"
At the mention of the name, Ye Qing froze from head to toe, chilled to the bone, "I... I don't know what you're talking about. You're not welcome in our home, so please leave. Or I'll call someone."
"Go ahead, shout louder, so everyone can come and see their murderous neighbor," the leading woman sneered at Ye Qing. Her smile was unsettling and made Ye Qing shiver with fear.
"What do you want?"
