Lady Wangyue's lips curled up in a cold and triumphant smile.
Those who threatened her, those stumbling blocks in her path, she would eliminate them one by one, no matter who they were.
Arriving at the lakeside, Lady Wangyue gestured for Eaton to go ahead first.
The lighting by the lake was very poor, with many trees of varying heights and thicknesses, and the light emitted from the lamps, obscured by the trees, seemed weak.
Lady Wangyue searched for a while before she saw the person under the streetlight.
A slender and tall body cast a long, thin shadow on the ground.
He leaned against the lamp post, slightly bowed his head, not knowing what he was thinking; his perfect profile under the light was so beautiful that it seemed a shame to disturb.
Lady Wangyue stood in place for a while, with a trace of struggle and reluctance crossing her eyes.
But soon, it was cooled by the chilly breeze.
