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"Continue to monitor Xu Wendong's every move, including whom he meets, where he goes, everything must be reported to me!"
Han Li angrily hung up the phone.
"Grand Elder, who is the woman you're talking about? Could it be Ye Qingxin?" an elder couldn't help but ask.
"Who else could it be but her?" Han Li was full of anger. He thought Ye Qingxin was dead, after all, none of the people sent to besiege Xu Wendong survived.
But unexpectedly, Ye Qingxin not only survived but stayed by Xu Wendong's side.
He could accept his subordinates' failure in missions and tragic deaths, but he could not accept betrayal.
"Boss, there's no need to be upset about this," an elder with white hair and beard grinned, "I feel that Ye Qingxin being alive is actually a good thing for us."
Han Li looked at the elder named Ren Fujian. This elder was his think tank; without his strategic advice, he wouldn't have been able to control the Life-Seizing Sect.