On the large bed in the room, Feng Yulei was lying on his back, blood all over him. At the beside, a woman dressed in maidservant's clothes laid on the ground. She kept her eyes open and stared blankly into the air. Blood oozed out of her and to the door. The base of the partition was already tainted with blood...

Mo Xuetong couldn't help trembling in fear. That blood-covered face of that servant, Yirong, seemed to have shown up before her. Almost like a reflex action, she ...