C1900 Trade(2)

"What if it has already killed the people of Thousand Chance Pavilion?" Zhu Qing threw out the most crucial thing.

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Lin Ruoxue's face immediately turned pale. She seemed to have thought of something and her expression became fierce. "Who did it kill?"

"Qin Xiao." Zhu Qing hesitated for a moment, but still said it