What a Loyal Slave
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Given her current capabilities, Feng Xiupei could defeat her. However, if Feng Xiupei wanted to go up against a well-established trade house, she would have to think twice before doing anything stupid—unless she no longer wanted the Spirit Stabilizing Pill.
It was a cold autumn night. The moonlight shone on the vast land. A ghostly figure made its way through the forest amidst the howling of the cold wind. It made her look as frightening as an evil spirit.
Feng Tianlan arrived at the meeting place on time. The moment she walked into the bamboo forest, she saw Chuling tied between two bamboo plants. Her was head bowed and her clothes untidy, and there were bruises on her exposed neck—as if she had been raped.
"Chuling." Feng Tianlan became anxious when she saw Chuling in this state and started making her way over without thinking.