The masked figure ignored Li Mengjun’s question and turned to the person next to him, who also wore a mask but was clearly of a lower rank, and said, "Go, bring me the people from the bottom of the dungeon."

That leisurely demeanor, as if the slaughter outside was not happening to his people, as if he were the victor.

As for Li Mengjun, she was originally of no use to him; the reason he brought her along was merely because he knew of the grudges between her and An Bingfeng, it was just convenient.

But to his surprise, this woman only appeared to be complicated, but in reality, she was just a cowardly fool.

Ignoring the masked figure’s indifference towards her, Li Mengjun guessed again, "Do you plan to use them as hostages to threaten An Bingfeng?"

The masked figure shook his index finger back and forth in front of her, "You’re wrong, I’m giving them a chance to have a proper family reunion. Even when facing death, they can enjoy such a treatment. An Bingfeng should really thank me..."

Li Mengjun couldn’t fathom the masked figure’s confidence, but seeing his assured demeanor, she couldn’t help but suspect if he had a backup plan.

Otherwise, with the enemy’s blade already at his throat, how could he remain so calm?

With this thought, the fear in her heart instantly diminished significantly.

"Let me handle bringing them over!" Li Mengjun, who had thought it through, suddenly spoke out.

The masked figure was slightly surprised, but only for a moment before returning to normal, "That’s also fine, I’ll give you a chance to humiliate your rival properly. You know, after today, the only place for such opportunities will be in hell..."

Li Mengjun instinctively interpreted this sentence as today being the day for the Yan family’s mother and sons to go to hell.

Watching Li Mengjun stride towards another tunnel in the cave, the masked figure revealed a meaningful smile.

Turning his head, he looked in the direction outside the cave where a massacre was taking place, and the face hidden beneath the mask turned icy cold.

An Bingfeng, thirty years have passed, do you still remember... me, your second brother!

Your second brother has always missed you...

Missing you so much that I wish for you to die quickly, to go to hell quickly!

With a bang, the iron gate above the dungeon was flung open.

Dim light seeped in, followed by the candles around being lit.

Sight suddenly became clear.

Li Mengjun knew martial arts, and she leapt down from above.

Madam Yan did not recognize this person in men’s attire who looked even more like a woman, but as her vision cleared, just by looking at her expression, she knew this person came with ill intentions.

Women’s natural sixth sense was strong; almost as Li Mengjun landed, Madam Yan quickly ran over to shield An Ning and An Yu.

"Ha!" Li Mengjun sneered sarcastically, with undisguised contempt, she approached and pinched Madam Yan’s cheeks, "You don’t look like much, just a countryside peasant woman, ugly with no figure. I really don’t know what makes you better than me!"

She had wanted to ask this question back then, but had never dared to reveal her thoughts.

Because she had a premonition that if she revealed her interests, she might even lose a place in the Prime Minister Residence.

"Of course, it’s better because... she doesn’t have your venomous heart!" An Ning couldn’t stand to see Madam Yan being humiliated like this, she walked over and pulled Madam Yan behind her.