crackling of the candle flame and the muffled, rapid thumping of a bird struggling on the bed remained.This struggle lasted for a moment.The parrot's legs were stiff and straight, its eyes wide open,...death or the death of your father, Zhao Xuanji. To put it bluntly, it's a battle to the death."Li Chen said this without looking at Zhao Qinglan's expression. He continued, "This assassination was ver...