Liang Wan lowered her gaze, struggling to steady her nerves and suppress the rising panic and fear.
Yao Jinse chuckled softly as she slowly scanned the room, her gaze landing on the flawless beauty before her.
Yao Jinse leaned down, pulled the gag from her mouth, and tossed it to the floor.
A broad smile spread across her face. "Would you prefer I call you 'Aunt,' or 'Sister Liang'?"
Liang Wan recalled that day at the Treasure Pavilion. Yao Jinse had offered her a sweet, dimpled smile—exactly like the one she was wearing now.
"Whatever you wish."
Her mouth had been gagged the entire way, and the taste was foul. Liang Wan had no desire to speak.
Seeing her in such a wretched state, the curve of Yao Jinse's eyes deepened with amusement.
"You really are hard to kill. To think you actually escaped last time."
A ROAR filled Liang Wan's head.
