Zou Chengzu peered through the slightly ajar window at Zou Chengji and a few others, howling and swearing in the courtyard, feeling utterly disgusted. This group of people were actually his blood relatives.
After a while, he withdrew his gaze and looked beside him at Zou Lanhua. Her face was deathly pale, and her thin, hollowed-out face was filled with terror, leaving him with a heavy heart.
Lanhua used to be a gentle and generous lady, but now in just over two months, she had been frightened into this state.
"Lanhua, hang in there for just a few more days, and we'll be able to leave this place," Zou Chengzu whispered to Zou Lanhua.
Upon hearing this, the deadness in Zou Lanhua's eyes immediately dispersed, a glimmer of light sparked in her eyes as she shakily asked, "Brother, are you really telling the truth? Can we, can we really leave this place?"
