"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,Lying in the arms of his loved ones was Qin Yi, the 18-year-old son of Wu County's prominent wealthy man, Qin Wenren. As the eldest son, he relied on his parents' influence and spent his days at bars and brawls, neglecting his studies.,"As for today's affair, whoever dares to gossip, I shall silence them." Yang Qingqing coldly swept her gaze across the crowd before leading her people out with a commanding air.。