Meng Anli sneered and looked at Meng Liangmiao.
"Look, now that no one's around, even your father has stopped pretending."
Meng Liangmiao hurriedly grabbed him. "Father, you..."
"Meng Mingde! Stop hiding like a turtle with its head tucked in! If you've got the guts, come out!"
Meng Mingde immediately flew into a rage. "Lu Zhiyuan, you bastard, you dare come here!"
Furious, he moved to open the door.
Boom—
That long-suffering door finally collapsed to the ground.
Mingde was so angry that his vision went black in waves. He roared, "What! Are! You! Doing!"
"Beating you up."
Lu Zhiyuan charged in. Worried that something might happen to him, his other colleagues followed him inside.
Seeing this, Meng Anli immediately withdrew her water sword, released Meng Zhao, and ran toward him.
Having been held hostage by her for so long, Meng Zhao was already beside himself with rage. Looking at her utterly defenseless back, three silver needles tinged with black appeared in his hand.
Just as he was about to fire them at Meng Anli, someone caught his hand.
Meng Zhao looked up to see Meng Liangmiao shaking his head at him. "Calm down. Running out like that is clearly baiting you into attacking. Do you still want to hurt her in front of so many people? Haven't you suffered enough losses?"
Meng Zhao took a deep breath. "A despicable, shameless wretch."
"What's the situation inside? Has everything been cleaned up? I have a feeling these people didn't come here at this hour just to pick up Meng Anli."
Having calmed down, Meng Zhao gave the manor guards a look.
The guards swiftly vanished from sight.
Meng Anli felt a little regretful.
What a pity. The Meng family still had a level-headed Meng Liangmiao. Otherwise, this would have been even more