Ye Qingkong, How does It Feel to Kill Someone?

"It's great."

Ye Qingkong didn't have the guts to defend herself against killing someone in front of Ye Zhizhou.

She then added before Ye Zhizhou could speak, "It's better than I thought."

Ye Zhizhou's voice was ethereal, ghostly, and cold as he said, "Ye Qingkong, I'm not against you having hobbies of your own, but you should know full well what will happen to you if they interfere with my business."

Ye Qingkong nodded vigorously at Ye Zhizhou's words.

"Brother, I understand."

Not long after Ye Tianxin returned to the hotel from the beach, someone knocked on the door of her hotel suite.

Ye Tianxin looked at the two people outside the door and said, "Excuse me..."

"Hello, Miss Ye. We are from the Police Department of Shenhai City. There has been a murder on the beach 10 kilometers away from the hotel. We would like to ask you to make a statement with us."