It turns out Phoenix's goal is that potion for everlasting youth; how could Nianyang possibly give it to her?
She chuckled softly, "Then you miscalculated. The beautiful master cares for me, but hasn't given me any potion..."
Phoenix adopted a vicious demeanor, crouching in front of Nianyang, grabbing her throat, "I warn you, you'd better not play any tricks on me. Hand over the potion quickly, and I can make it easy for you. Otherwise, you know my abilities; I can have a thousand ways to make you die in unbearable pain."
Nianyang couldn't catch her breath from the choking, yet she didn't struggle. She had already lost the desire to live, and her eyes were dull, her voice weak, "I said I don't have it, then I don't have it. Whether you want to kill or to torture, do as you please..."
Phoenix could see Nianyang truly wanted to die, surprisingly without any desire to survive. How could there be such a person!
