Chapter 1371
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"Bang!"
Cheng Mingyue didn't know how many tea sets had been broken in her room.
Her personal maid stood outside the room with her shoulders shrunk. She didn't dare to provoke her mistress at this moment.
Since the master was assassinated and the doctor said there was nothing he could do, her mistress became very moody.
Cheng Mingyue was very nervous now.
She knew who those assassins were after. Their target was her.
Her father, on the other hand, had used his True Qi for her sake, which had triggered his old injury.
Those assassins …
Cheng Mingyue still felt scared when she thought about it.
That cold and emotionless gaze, that chilling dagger, was just a hair's breadth away from piercing into her heart!
Her martial arts skills, which she was proud of, were simply vulnerable in front of them.
Those assassins were after revenge.
Because before they killed her, they said, "Miss Cheng, why didn't you tell us the identity of the other party when you hired us?"
That assassin was really angry in his heart.
Even if they were assassins, their lives were valuable.
Assassinating the Hierarch of the Devil Cult was a suicide mission!
If Cheng Mingyue had told them Gu Shengyin's identity at that time, they wouldn't have taken the job anyway.
Not to mention that it was impossible to complete the mission, they would have offended a big shot for no reason.
This woman didn't care about their lives at all.
This was the most important reason why Cheng Mingyue didn't dare to tell them Gu Shengyin's identity at this moment. If they knew that the target was the Hierarch of the Devil Cult, no assassin organization would dare to take the job no matter how much money she offered.
But now, Cheng Mingyue was not afraid of these assassins, but of the Hierarch of the Devil Cult. Did she know about it now?
Cheng Mingyue couldn't help but shudder when she recalled the way that woman had looked at her from above and the mysterious means she had used to deal with her.
That woman was definitely not a person who repaid evil with good.
If she knew that she had hired someone to assassinate her, she would never let her go!
But now?
Her father, the only one who could protect her in the Cheng Family, was lying in bed in a coma. If that woman came to make trouble for her, the Cheng Family alone couldn't stop her.
Cheng Mingyue bit her lip so hard that it bled.
Her expression was indescribably gloomy. "Master of the Devil Cult, every man for himself. Since you and I are already mortal enemies, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
She tidied herself up, and when she went out again, she looked no different from before.
When the servant girl at the door saw that Miss had returned to normal, she heaved a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Tang, clean up this place and accompany me on a trip."
"Yes, Miss."
A female guest, who was shrouded in a curtain, arrived at the largest intelligence building in Liangzhou City.
The receptionist wasn't surprised to see this — people who came here usually didn't have any honorable intentions.
And these people were usually unwilling to let others know their identities.
However, they did not know that if the Information Pavilion wanted to know their identities, it would not take much effort.
When the mysterious guest saw the receptionist, he immediately took out a money bag.
The receptionist at the Information Pavilion noticed that this guest had a pair of very beautiful hands.
"I need you to help me spread a message about the things inside."
She opened the money pouch in her hand and poured out the contents — a whole pouch of money.
Gold.
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