C438 Assassination

"They won't let it go. Aren't you tired of it?" Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Cang Ling looked at the huge living room of the castle. She felt empty and lonely, without even the slightest bit of warmth from home.

"I'm used to it, you have to get used to it as soon as possible." Yan Zhengyang smiled faintly and said without any emotion.

"Tomorrow's party..."

"Ling