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The old sorcerer physician, too, was stunned by Feng Ling's words. Though he hadn't arrived at the study in time, he had observed the chaos through the magic mirror. He had seen Mo Tian's study destroyed by her powers—how could she have forgotten all of it?
The old sorcerer physician broke the silence, his tone curious. "Well, didn't you recall what happened in the study, child?"
Feng Ling's eyes narrowed, her voice laced with loathing. "I don't. The only thing I remember is Lord Yin entering the study—and pulling that shameless rapist away from me." Every word dripped with venom, and she showed no concern for whether Mo Tian heard or not.
If it weren't for her weakened state, she would have already driven a blade straight into his heart. "Did something else happen?… I truly don't remember." Her voice was cold, devoid of hesitation.
