A saber and a palm

Xie Yuqing's tone was like she was coaxing an unreasonable child.

Yan Shuanghua looked at Xie Yuqing sadly."You think I'm making a scene? You just don't believe me. You don't believe that she sent an assassin to kill me yesterday, do you?"

"Thank you, brother, I ... I didn't ..."

Xie Yuqing looked deeply at Yan Shuanghua."Shuanghua, calm down. She was with me the whole time yesterday."

It was true that Yan Shuanghua did not have any evidence. However, she was a straightforward person and did not beat around the bush.

Yan Shuanghua sniffed. Her heart had long been shattered and she was numb to the pain. It was as if she could not feel anything at all.

"Okay, I don't need you to believe me. I'll kill her myself."

Yan Shuanghua picked up her sword from the ground again and charged at Xia yejiao without a care.

The shadow guards of the Xie residence were all waiting in the dark, waiting for the young master's order to act.