Coming, Coming

After leaving the City Lord Manor, Su Xiaoxiao, Wei Ting, and Granny Nie got into the carriage.

Su Xiaoxiao touched her chin and said, "Did Xiahou Yi say something to me just now? Unfortunately, I don't know how to read lips."

Granny Nie was speechless.

Wei Ting pondered and said, "He said, 'Everyone will die.'"

Su Xiaoxiao instantly felt the horror of having a malicious ghost on her shoulder.

She was quite bold and was not afraid of anything, but Xiahou Yi gave off a strange feeling.

"Who does he mean by everyone? Us?"

As Su Xiaoxiao spoke, she looked at Granny Nie. "Is Granny included?"

The corners of Granny Nie's mouth twitched.

Damn girl, couldn't she hope for her to be better?

Wei Ting thought for a moment and shook his head. "It's hard to say for the time being, but I'm sure that he has already recognized you."