Qin Lang looked up, and his pupils instantly contracted.
He had always thought he had carelessly lost it. Why was it in that little thief Yun Che's hands?
But he soon calmed down. Red Skull Island and the major bandit groups had already been wiped out, leaving no living witnesses. All he had to do was deny everything.
"What letter? I don't know what you're talking about."
Yet he had still underestimated Yun Che's ability to infuriate people.
Just a few sentences made his eyes turn red and shattered his composure.
Yun Che smiled. "You went to the meeting place to wait for Xu Fei, didn't you? Did you never wonder why Xu Fei didn't come? Why such a perfect plan failed back then? Why this packet of Spirit-Felling Powder is in my hands?"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Qin Lang exploded on the spot. Pointing furiously at Yun Che, he screamed himself hoarse. "So you were the bastard behind it! Do you know that because of you, the plan we spent over a decade preparing went completely to waste? Because of you, I still haven't gotten Qin Yelan! I'll kill you!"
With that, he charged furiously at Yun Che like a vicious ghost that had crawled out of hell, wreathed in malice that chilled the heart.
But before he could reach Yun Che, Qin Xiao, whose expression had already darkened to the extreme, stepped in front of Yun Che and viciously slapped Qin Lang across the face, sending him flying more than ten meters before he stopped.
Enraged, Qin Lang had just gotten up to curse when he saw the murderous looks in his adoptive father's and adoptive sister's eyes. His face instantly turned deathly pale.
It was over!
Everything was over!
Qin Lang tried to argue