Nangong Ying and a group of people walked in. Nangong Ying entered, a string of small iron chains hanging from her right index finger: "Now you think you're dead, do you still need us to bury you?"
"Their shadows!" Wei Xinyang looked at Nangong Ying in surprise, as if remembering something. He struck his right hand on his neck. As expected, the identity tag hanging around his neck was missing. The small chain on Nangong Ying's right index finger was his own identity tag.
Behind Nangong Camp were two others, one was Tian Jue, and the other was the woman in black who Wei Xinyang had knocked down.
