"...Yes." The small man nodded in response.
But he was puzzled in his heart; bringing Tang Huai here was merely to kill her.
Yet they wanted her to die with dignity. Isn't this contradictory?
After the small man retreated, the man standing by the window slowly turned around.
The man had a delicate appearance, with deep-set features and eyes like midnight cold stars.
A high, straight nose showcasing a masculine and rugged beauty.
The cold glint in his eyes gave off a blurry and indistinct feeling.
Simply put, he looked both like a villain and a good person...
The man walked to the sofa and sat down. He lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it.
The smell of the smoke made his cold, ice-like heart feel slightly more comfortable.
The man lowered his gaze, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and said coldly, "You deserve to die..."
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Tang Huai was planning to visit Zhou Xiaocui in prison to see if she could extract some information from her.
