C183 I Want You to Pay the Price

It was currently deep in the night. Yeqianbai stood beside the French windows, and the night wind blew against her white skirt, giving her a strange loneliness.

The Yeqianbai shook the goblet in her hand gently, and the red liquid began to ripple as she moved. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something infuriating, the Yeqianbai angrily smashed the glass in her hand onto the floor