She couldn't help but think, back then, Great Aunt must have been tortured like this by Phoenix. Such a great woman, tortured to despair, but she never bowed her head to them.
"No wonder you look like Chu Lan. Both of you are inherently despicable, born to be killed by me, Phoenix."
Phoenix stood in front of Nianyang, looking down at her, a sinister curve appearing at the corner of her mouth, "So what if you're right? Wen Qingmu doesn't look at me, but the woman he does fancy died at my hands."
Phoenix lifted her foot, stepping on Nianyang's body with force. Nianyang was in so much pain that she broke into a cold sweat, almost vomiting due to a cold and fever, but in the end, she held it in and didn't make a sound.
"You know? It was the same back then. I stepped on Chu Lan with my foot. She was as stubborn as you, so I personally fed her a special potion I made.
Watching my brother's people shatter her jaw, her cheekbones, everything,
