Kong Lingwen suddenly stopped speaking and looked up at Yang Cheng, those hidden memories slowly awakening and causing her head to split with pain.
"Yang Cheng, will you really help me avenge?"
Her voice was soft, but her gaze carried a sense of pressure.
"Yes."
Yang Cheng answered without hesitation, now wanting to kill Cao Ruibin even for his own reasons.
"Fine, then help me kill Cao Zhihao first, I want Cao Ruibin to feel the pain of losing a close relative."
Kong Lingwen curled her lips, her expression somewhat frantic.
The death of her father was too much of a blow to her, and to have a family head's head chopped off was simply humiliating.
"Cao Zhihao is still at the police station; killing him directly would cause trouble for us, I'll poison him tonight."
Yang Cheng knew that the struggle against Cao Ruibin had reached a fever pitch, it now depends on who can strike harder.
