Qi Yu's presence was too intimidating. Jin Kunming had followed Lu Qianhe for many years and considered himself well-traveled. However, he had never seen an artist like Qi Yu who could make him tremble with just a single glance. He was too scared to even meet Qi Yu's gaze.
In a low voice, he said, "It was Master Lu's idea. I... I was just following orders."
"Oh? Then tell me, whose orders were you following today?"
Jin Kunming swallowed nervously and couldn't speak.
Song Jianyi guessed, "The Song family? Or Lu Qianhe?"
"No, no, it's not them."
"So, I have a new enemy?"
"No, no, there's none."
Annoyed, Jin Kunming glanced at Song Jianyi. He never knew that the abandoned Mrs. Lu, who had been left behind in a small villa, would one day rise up and trample him under her feet so effortlessly.