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"The thing you asked me to take care of is done."
Cheng Lie felt his phone vibrating. He took it out, read the text message, and then deleted it.
Not just this matter.
There's also Song Yang, Yun Sisi, Mu Jiayu...
One by one. If it can't be done openly, then it must be done covertly.
The boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint smile curled up at the corners of his lips.
Unlike the docile smile he often showed to Yun Shifei.
This smile carried a hint of darkness, a dangerous air tinged with blood.
He was never truly a good person. Even though he was still weak, dealing with these people was more than manageable.
…
In the afternoon after school, Yun Shifei walked home with Cheng Lie.
The rumors circulating throughout the school came and went quickly.
Students from every class had already been warned by their teachers, and no one dared mention the incident anymore.
