Sure enough, Liam slowly leaned toward her ear before whispering.
"Well… how about we talk privately, Miss Transmigrator?"
Boom.
The moment those words entered her ears, Mu Ning's heart slammed violently against her chest.
Her pupils contracted instantly.
The next second, Liam grabbed her wrist and dragged her forcefully toward one of the rooms nearby.
His grip was rough.
Without even the slightest trace of gentleness.
It felt as though he was dragging away something disgusting.
Something worthless. Mu Ning's face gradually paled.
Once the room door shut behind them, Liam finally released her hand.
Then he looked at her indifferently and said,
"You probably won't believe this… But three days after you left… A ball of light suddenly appeared in front of us."
Mu Ning looked at Liam with the first genuine trace of fear she had ever shown in front of him.
At that moment, a horrifying realization surfaced in her mind.
