Diya was taking a heavy breath as she was losing her pulse as time passed. Seeing that, the old man and the woman exchanged glances with each other.
"She is not going to make it. It's too late for her, poor girl." That old man took a deep breath as he said those words.
"Yes, elder, she went through such a tough time at such a young age. What kind of a cruel bastard did this kind of an inhuman thing to her? Her windpipe is completely obliterated." That woman looked towards Diya and the next moment she shifted her gaze towards that old man who was standing beside her and looking towards Diya.
But the next moment these two were taken aback as they heard a sound which came from behind. Their gazes went towards the old man Lin and a beauty who was accompanying him and two women could be seen following behind her as they were her followers.