Lu Jiazhe pondered for a moment and asked, "By the way, Sister Shen, do you know who sent those assassins?"
"Who else could it be but Shen Xinghan?"
Shen Yinning recalled the look in Shen Xinghan's eyes during her time in the Imperial Prison, her phoenix-like eyes gleaming with faint amusement.
The Shen Family had faced one misfortune after another this past year. With Shen Xinghan's intellect, he must have started to suspect her by now.
He was ruthless, knowing full well that one must eliminate threats at the root. Unfortunately, he hadn't accounted for the people protecting her.
Lu Jiazhe sneered coldly. "Of the Shen Family, the one I despise the most is Shen Xinghan! That guy outwardly appears righteous and virtuous, but all he's done is imitate Brother Xingye's ways. Even his clothing and mannerisms are deliberate copies of Brother Xingye!"
Shen Yinning froze for a moment.
