Backyard of the ancient mansion.
Wu Liang walked into the dimly lit living room. On the old-fashioned sofa, two identical old men sat together, one with a short and withered right arm, the other with a short and withered left arm.
They both looked as if they were halfway into the grave, on the brink of death.
"How is it going?"
As soon as Wu Liang entered, one of the old men asked in a hoarse voice.
"A bit troublesome. She seems to already know a lot of things, is very resistant to us, and shows no curiosity about anything here. Trying to persuade her to stay might be difficult."
"We can't wait much longer without retrieving your sister's body; to let the Divine Blood return, so that we can transcend and ascend to the Yunmeng Divine Kingdom. Otherwise, if we die, we will be forever trapped in a nightmare. You saw what happened when your second brother died."
