His eyes remained hollow, stripped of warmth, filled instead with something cruel and predatory. The faint curve of his lips twisted into a chilling grin.
Against the glow of the immortal flame, his flawless features appeared almost unearthly, beautiful in a way that bordered on monstrous. For a fleeting moment, he looked less like a man and more like a demon clawing its way out of hell itself.
Calista's legs trembled uncontrollably. The certainty settled deep within her bones—there was no surviving this.
Then her gaze snapped toward Lory. "I… I'll tell you everything," she stammered, desperation choking her voice. "Ju… just let me and my sister live." Her eyes burned with pleading urgency.
Judging from how Zhao Li Xin acted around Lory, Calista felt instinctively that only Lory could stop him. Zhao Li Xin's gaze flicked toward his wife. The corner of his lips lifted into a faint, almost playful smirk.
