My little nephew and Zhou Xuan suddenly appeared not far from me. The cold-faced woman was dragging my little nephew along, while he kept trying to run toward me, only to be held back by his mother.
Zhou Xuan turned her head and looked at me expressionlessly, as though she could not stand the sight of me. A nameless sadness welled up in my heart. Once this woman hardened her heart, she truly could do anything.
Li Poxiao was probably in grave danger by now. Otherwise, Zhou Xuan would never have had the time to come help me kill people.
Another dozen or so helpers had arrived from the Yang Household. The Tang Household had sent people too, and Ji Chen had even come running over. That fellow had blamed He Li's death on me. Tonight, he planned to settle both old and new grudges at once.
Their strength was plain for all to see. Several were young experts who had attended the gathering, and this time, they had all come.
"Xia Yitian, it seems everyone has come to kill you. A scoundrel like you is a rare sight in my life. You killed my brother He Li, and you've committed rape, looting, and kidnapping. You even took Zhou Feng's female ghost as your forbidden concubine! You slept with the Ghost Queen last night too, didn't you? Aren't you afraid your kidneys will fail and your legs will go soft today? You still dared to come alone? Then don't even think about leaving! Paper Men!" Ji Chen swept out his hand. Two child figures made of paper appeared behind him, and more than thirty strange sword-wielding paper figures gradually emerged as well. It seemed he had brought out all his trump cards this time.
But his words immediately enraged Liu