"Yes."
General Wang accepted the order, immediately turned around with a fierce look on his face, and strode out of the palace hall.
With Little Four around, Su Qiao learned the moment it happened that the Sheng Family had been arrested.
Fearing that something might go wrong, she personally hurried to the capital that very day.
Su Qiao followed General Wang and swaggered into the death prison.
"It's filthy in here. Little Prince, don't stay too long. I'll be right outside the door. Just call me if you need anything."
General Wang had once been Prince Ying's subordinate, so he was extremely respectful toward Su Qiao.
Su Qiao nodded cheerfully. "All right. Thank you, General Wang."
After General Wang left, Su Qiao looked toward the spacious yet disorderly cell.
Everyone from the Sheng Family was there, except for Sheng Fengjun, who was already gravely ill.
"You're... Su Qiao?"
The others did not know Su Qiao, but Sheng Ling had seen her from afar in Xiaoqiu Town.
Su Qiao brushed at the hem of her sky-blue robe and stepped forward two paces with a beaming smile.
"Sheng Ling, it's our first meeting, and I didn't bring you a gift. I'm really sorry."
Her gaze fell on the face covered in pus-filled sores, and she gently shook her head.
"Oh, no, that's not right. I've actually already given you a gift. Those lovely pus-filled sores all over you are the meeting gift I gave you."
"It was you?"
Killing intent surfaced in Sheng Ling's eyes. She rose from the corner and walked forward.
Su Qiao nodded with remarkable good humor. "That's right, it was me. What a pity you can't do anything to me."
She had come today specifically to infuriate them.
Two days ago, Little Four's plot update had arrived.
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