"Why did you make a deal with the demon in the desert?" Ye Weining asked.
Qin Lan raised her hand to tidy the strands of hair that hung by her ear, assuming an air of elegance and charm. Unfortunately, her beauty was no more, and the gesture was so pretentious it was sickening.
"To get out alive! Don't tell me you don't know, if it weren't for making deals with the demon, you guys wouldn't have gotten out alive either. To be honest, I gave up ten years of my life, what about you?"
Another ten years of life!
"Didn't you give up beauty?" Ye Weining scrutinized Qin Lan. Her current appearance was far from how she was in the desert.
"I aged ten years, of course my beauty is gone too," Qin Lan said awkwardly, "That's why I'm here to hold him accountable. I'm still so young, how could I become ugly so soon?"
Ye Weining's lips twitched, admiring Qin Lan's worldview. Did she think she was an ageless goddess?
"You haven't said what you traded for?" Qin Lan pressed on.
