Shi Feiyang's heart suddenly shivered, like a sharp lightning bolt slicing through a cold night, instantly realizing the deadly mystery hidden behind the seemingly melodious tune of the storytelling music—the killer was using this intricate melody to convey a murderous command.
At this critical moment of life and death, images flashed like a lantern in Shi Feiyang's mind: Yili's lively eyes, Qi Meizhen's heroic posture, and Bai Zhi's gentle face. His worries and concerns for the three wives surged like a tide, filling his heart instantly. He knew well that if there was any mistake at this moment, not only would his wife's life be in peril, but the innocent people present would also suffer a tragic fate.
