"You?!" Jiang Wanwan's pupils contracted. She stumbled back uncontrollably until her back slammed hard against the corner cabinet.
"How do you know all this?! Who are you?!" she cried out, her voice trembling.
"Who I am isn't important." The black shadow's voice was chillingly sinister as its own shadow stretched unnaturally across the floor.
"I just want to tell you that if we hadn't intervened from the shadows back then, did you really think you could have handled things so cleanly and flawlessly all by yourself?!"
Jiang Wanwan's breath hitched. "We?"
She tried to compose herself. "So, our goals are aligned?"
"Yes and no." The black shadow chuckled, a hint of mockery in its laughter.
"Jiang Xinli's life belongs to us. As for everything else, take whatever you want."
Jiang Wanwan instantly regained her composure.
A vicious glint flashed in her eyes as she spoke, her voice like ice. "I want her ruined and disgraced, never able to make a comeback in this interstellar era."
