Hearing Ye Tianfan's words, Long Yuqing couldn't help but feel a bit of anger rising in her heart, her beautiful eyes slightly lifting as she looked at Mr. Fang.
Because Ye Tianfan had been standing in front of her just now, Long Yuqing hadn't seen the matter with the three flying knives, but she believed Ye Tianfan wouldn't lie, and at this moment, Ye Tianfan indeed held three bright flying knives between his fingers. If these knives weren't shot by Mr. Fang's men, then who?
No matter who these flying knives were aimed at, with her and Ye Tianfan being so close at the time, it would inevitably lead to accidental injury.
