The woman was covered in unhealed wounds, her clothes tattered and torn.
At that moment, a flash of killing intent crossed Song Wanning's mind.
'To think a descendant of my senior has suffered such torture.'
'Gong Ye, he truly deserves to die!'
Meanwhile, Liu Lan Yi, who had been cultivating, sensed someone's arrival and slowly opened her eyes.
A flicker of killing intent crossed her mind. 'It must be those people, here to interrogate me again.'
'But I won't talk. I never will.'
'If they have the guts, they can imprison me for a lifetime!'
Liu Lan Yi looked up, her eyes filled with killing intent. But in the next second, she froze on the spot.
Their eyes met, and Song Wanning was also completely stunned.
The two of them stared blankly at each other. Several breaths passed before they truly came to their senses.
"Martial Aunt? Is that you?"
"Wan Ning, what are you doing here?"
They both blurted out at the same time, the shock in their eyes beyond measure.
