After listening to Wei Wei's words, Lu Heng asked quietly, "Young Friend Wei, do you know…"
"That Zhao Jia, Qian Yi, and Sun Bing are all dead now?"
"What? They're all dead?"
Wei Wei couldn't help but open her mouth wide.
To her, the shock of these three people's deaths far exceeded that of Yan Bing's death.
She couldn't understand how these three could have died.
Was it suicide, or…
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask, "Immortal Taoist, did these three commit suicide?"
"No! They were murdered!"
Lu Heng shook his head very firmly.
"Mur… Murdered?"
Wei Wei was utterly bewildered.
She felt more stunned tonight than in the entire past year.
However, Lu Heng's next words turned her confusion into terror in an instant.
"The murderer of these three has their next target set on you, Young Friend Wei!"
Lu Heng said in a deep voice.
"I… I…"
"I haven't done anything bad!"
Hearing this, Wei Wei's small face was full of panic, bewilderment, and helplessness.
