This time, Xue Yinzhou didn't intend to kill Shen Tang, just wanted to teach her a lesson.
But he didn't expect he'd almost fail and kill her.
Shen Li noticed Xue Yinzhou hesitating not far away, a meaningful glint in his eyes. He asked softly, "Xiao Tang, how did you fall into the river?"
"I threw her into the river."
The moment the cold, deep voice sounded from behind, Shen Tang's body stiffened abruptly, like a mouse being stared at by a cat. Her face turned pale instantly, her nails digging hard into her palms.
Shen Li sensed the stiffness in her body, and suddenly understood everything. His expression darkened slightly, a stream of fire flashing from his fingertips, blocking Xue Yinzhou's path.
Shen Li stood up and walked forward, confronting Xue Yinzhou, his tall and lean figure just enough to shield Shen Tang behind him.
"Yinzhou, this time you've gone too far, even mischief has its limits." Shen Li's face was somber, devoid of his usual gentle smile.
