Li Xiang lifted the hem of her skirt further, revealing an iron chain wrapped around her waist, also shrouded in a black aura of resentment.
They looked closer and saw that the chain was covered in densely packed, Yin Engraved Japanese characters.
Jiang Cai'Er was a scholar of immense erudition—a walking, living library and the most powerful artificial intelligence, fluent in every language on the globe. After a brief examination, she let out a soft cry. "These are the articles of the Treaty of Jiangning."
The woman's purple dress was lifted further, revealing her abdomen, but Li Xiang and Jiang Cai'Er's expressions were grim. Neither of them had a single inappropriate thought.
For, coiled between her chest and abdomen, were black and red cancerous-looking meridians from which the resentment of three hundred thousand wronged souls billowed forth.
