Zhuang Shaoyang shivered involuntarily; though he hadn't acted himself, he had lent the best knife.
He had long heard of the Shangcheng Jiang Family's third young master being ruthless, skilled at using others to kill, without getting a speck of dirt on himself.
Long Xiao felt guilty towards Ah Ning and Nuannuan because of that incident; knowing it was Jiaojiao's doing, he'd surely retaliate.
People like them, who grew up in the underworld, have no fear of engaging in such sordid deeds, and are, in fact, quite adept at them.
He was somewhat displeased, "Are you still in contact with Long Xiao?"
"On the day of the incident, he called, and I mentioned it in passing."
Zhuang Shaoyang's face turned slightly blue; was this a jab that an outsider is doing better than him, her father?
"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now," Jiang Jingheng said indifferently.
Zhuang Shaoyang asked, "Does Nuannuan know about this?"
