The man's gaze was fixed on Lu Xiaoyou's face.
"Do you want to leverage your wedding with Feng Zheyu?"
"Do you want to turn the wedding into a grand funeral?"
When Long Xiliang spoke the second sentence, it was no longer a question.
Both of them were smart, and they understood each other very well.
Even if Long Xiliang couldn't hear what Lu Xiaoyou was thinking, he could guess it.
The seductive woman leaned against the door frame in a lazy posture, as if she were on a vacation on the Floating Island. Who would have thought that such a carefree and sweet little woman was planning a massacre!
"Eliminating the people on the Floating Island is imperative," Lu Xiaoyou said:
"Twenty years ago, the Long Family ruined most of the efforts of the Feng and Huang families, but after they fled and hid, they recuperated on the Floating Island for twenty years. Now, the two families have gathered enough power to shake the Long Family."
Long Xiliang chuckled:
