Watching Song Lin and Wang Qiang leave the villa under Jiang Xinyan's guidance, Fang Xiaocao's smile faded.
She heavily sank back into the sofa, her gaze on the documents on the coffee table growing colder by the second.
"Qi Yu, you really are like a lingering ghost," she muttered.
"Since that's the case, this time I'll send you straight to the Eighteen Layers of Hell."
"Let this wicked soul never reincarnate from the depths of Hell."
Fang Xiaocao whispered with an icy tone.
"Princess Your Highness, the person has already been returned by the Phoenix Clan," Jiang Xinyan said softly as she approached Fang Xiaocao.
Fang Xiaocao nodded, her voice sharp and cold: "Send someone to summon Tom, Thousand Faces, and Vermilion Bird back."
"Understood."
Noticing Fang Xiaocao's unusual demeanor, Jiang Xinyan answered quickly and left the living room to carry out the orders.
Half an hour later!
