After the wound was treated, Xiao Sichen did not turn around, yet his icy voice instantly froze the room.
"Who did this?" He wasn't asking Ye Ranran, but Lu Heng.
Lu Heng wasn't afraid of Xiao Sichen, but he feared Ye Xinghao.
He had clearly heard Ye Xinghao's younger brother calling Xiao Sichen "Dad".
So this was the father of the head honcho; he couldn't afford to provoke him, "It wasn't us, let them investigate now."
"No need, too much trouble!" Ye Xingtong, the second treasure, spoke up again, his voice loud. In contrast to Xiao Sichen's coldness, his was even more piercing with a stark intensity that was even more chilling.
He approached Ye Ranran, looked at the palm now wrapped in gauze, blew gently on it, and then, like a little sovereign, said to Lu Heng, "I want Song Chenfeng dead!"
Lu Heng was stunned, at a loss for words for a long while.
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