In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun cast its light over the kitchen of the Zhuge estate, where the culinary staff were busy preparing dinner. In the courtyard, Lěng Yè and Zhuge Lin sat facing one another, several cups of clear tea placed before them to enjoy a moment of tranquility before the formal meal.
"I imagine that when Yan Xiaohu entered the city and saw the corpse of Lin Biao, he must have been greatly shocked," Zhuge Lin said with a light chuckle, a trace of complacency flashing in his eyes.
Lěng Yè nodded slightly. "This is indeed a small warning, to let him understand that I am not someone to be trifled with."
Chapter 870