The cold wind howled, blowing in from outside the window. The snow seemed to be falling even heavier.
Ye Huang pondered for a long time before finally saying, "Alright, I agree to your terms! But if you dare to deceive me, your family of three will go to meet the King of Hell!"
"Good!" Ling Mohan laughed, very satisfied with the outcome of the negotiation.
Ah Hu became anxious, "Young Master Ye, do you really trust him?"
Ye Huang raised his hand, signaling them to be silent.
Ah Long and the others looked anxiously at one another, but Fu Xue remained calm throughout.
She trusted Young Master Ye. She supported everything he did until the end.
"Take him down and make sure he stays alive!"
"Yes."
Ah Long and Ah Hu took Ling Mohan away.
Ye Huang, tired, closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, "Fu Xue, aren't you going to say something?"