Mo Lingwei's gaze was unsettlingly dark.
He carried a blood-drenched longsword, its tip grinding across the stone slabs with a low SCRAPE.
As his heavy footsteps rounded a corner, the first thing he saw was a small figure lying prone in a prison cell.
Shen Ningning was on the ground, seemingly unconscious.
Not far from her, Aunt Qin looked deranged. She was grabbing a barely breathing prison guard and viciously slamming his head against the wall!
Once,
Twice,
A dagger was embedded in the prison guard's chest. He reached out with a bloody hand, desperately clutching Aunt Qin's arm.
"You're mistaken... I'm... not Shen Ningning..."
Aunt Qin's eyes were wide with fury, and her smile was savage. "Still trying to trick me? You must be a demon trying to kill me! You think I'm an easy target?"
As she spoke, she put more force into her hands.
And with one final push, she bashed the prison guard's head open.
Fresh blood splattered everywhere.
CLANG—
