The wicker chair swayed lightly.

Ye Ning spoke slowly.

"Ji Ping?"

"I seem to remember - he is dead."

"You are late."

Ji Luan's face changed in shock!

Overflowing with murderous intent!

"You killed Ji Ping?!"

"He is Qianxue's cousin, we are related by blood!"

On the other hand, Ji He behaved very calmly.

It seems that the result has been guessed.

He and Ji Ping have known each other for many years, and they are both from the same clan. Although the two of them don't usually have a close relationship, after all, Ji Ping is his sister-in-law.

"Let's talk."

Ji He took a step forward.

Han Ying frowned, glanced at the two of them, and then sarcastically said, "Talk? Are you qualified to talk to us? Aren't you here to beg us!"

"Get your position right!"

Ji Luan stared at Han Ying.

"hehe!"

"Who do you think you are?"

"It's not your turn to speak here!"

Snapped.

The teacup on the table to Ye Ning's right fell to the ground, spilling the tea inside.

"You can talk if you want."

"Kneel down."

“When asking for help, you must act like you are asking for help.”

Ji He and Ji Luan were shocked and angry!

"You dare to humiliate us?"

"Tired of living——"

Whoosh!

In an instant, the clock tower moved, like a ferocious beast approaching, flexing its big hands.

Snapped!

Ji Luan couldn't avoid it and flew away directly, her face was red and swollen, and her mouth was bleeding.

He screamed and fell to the ground.

"you?!"

Ji He's face was livid, he stared angrily at the clock tower, and then stared at the back on the wicker chair, his chest heaving with anger, and his fingers clenched tightly.
Chapter completed!