Gu Xiaolan's originally indifferent attitude suddenly collapsed. She couldn't accept the reality and kept saying, "That's impossible, impossible; my child is already dead. No, she's not dead, she's not dead, she's so cute, so beautiful…"
As Gu Xiaolan's mind fell into a daze, a powerful energy burst forth from her body, stirring up a fierce whirlwind around her. Under the whirlwind's blow, her long white hair fluttered in the wind, and her body floated in the air, making her look like a witch descending to earth.
An angry expression suddenly appeared on Gu Xiaolan's face as she shouted at Zhuge Liuyun, "Tell me, where exactly is my child?"
Zhuge Liuyun, now unafraid of boiling water like a dead pig, said, "Gu Xiaolan, if you are willing to continue listening to me, I will naturally let you meet your child, and you both will live happily together. Otherwise, you will never see her in your lifetime. She is a cute little girl; how is she supposed to live without her mother?"