Chapter 950 Digging The Grave At Midnight

Mr. Gill nodded and motioned for him to sit down. He then asked, "So, can you tell me your plan on saving Lily now?"

They exchanged glances before explaining in full what idea they had come up with.

At this time, on the other side.

A young girl sat on the bed in a dark and shabby hut.

Her wrists and feet were tied, and she had a handkerchief stuffed in her mouth. Her entire face was pale, looking pitiful.

Outside, there were distinct footsteps.

A young man walked in shortly after the door was opened from the outside. With a cold face, he removed his coat, tossed it aside, and walked over.

The girl felt chilled by the aura on him and moved back slightly.

Standing by the bed, the man stared down at her. After a while, he bent down and looked into her eyes.

"Lily, where did your great-grandfather hide that item?"

His voice was low and cold, like a deadly snake.

Lily shook her head and couldn't utter anything.

The man