Chapter 164
A woman with long hair reaching her waist, willow leaf eyebrows, blazing red lips, a slender and elongated melon-seed face made movements gracefully, yet her softness was interspersed with venomous spikes, daring no one to look her straight in the eye.
This woman repeatedly toyed with a piece of colored glaze in her hands, crescent-shaped, a favored glass ornament called Liu Liyue by the ancient Mongols, of about half a palm’s size, constantly spinning in her grasp. Over time, the object seemed to adopt a human temperament.
In the expansive hall, Liu Liyue sat on the Taishi chair, beside her squatted a young Red Hair who looked still a child, holding a toothpick, scratching on the floor. The floor was made of old-time bluestone slabs, where one could still see ants crawling. The Liu brothers sat in the guest seats, looking at this chilling woman.
"Have you found Zhang Xiayang?"
Her voice stealthily carried a chilling coldness, fitting the icy aura she emitted.
Liu Ping slightly leaned forward, "Not yet. Heard he has fled to Yunnan, and if this info holds true, he probably intends to run off to Vietnam."
"Heard?" Liu Liyue raised her eyebrows, her tone flat, neither warm nor fiery, "If I relied on hearsay, I wouldn’t have approached you. I’ve already eliminated a Chen Pingrui for you. As we agreed beforehand, we divide the Chen family’s assets thirty to seventy. But if you can’t show some results soon, I don’t mind keeping that thirty percent safe for you. Better in my hands than others, right?"
"Hmph, just with you... Ah!"