Leng Youchen had his hands in his pockets, his handsome features exuding a sense of aloofness. He said, "I mentioned last time, I don't keep useless people here. Pack up and leave. I'll send someone else to protect her."
Night Shadow trembled all over and said anxiously, "Mr. Leng, I'm sorry, it was my negligence, allowing Miss Anning to suffer. I promise it won't happen again."
Leng Youchen glanced at her, "Your promise means nothing to me. Go back to where you came from. I'll speak with Hamandan."
After all, Night Shadow was Hamandan's person. With Hamandan's wedding, his new wife couldn't tolerate another woman around him, but he kept her for her exceptional abilities.
Watching the decisive back of the man leaving, Night Shadow knelt on the ground with a thud, pulled out a gun and pointed it at her own temple. "Mr. Leng, if you send me back to the Prince, I'll die here."
