Xia Manor
"What exactly happened, Qing'er? How did Xia Han die? There shouldn't be any demons in this world that can fight you." Ran Qing asked with a solemn expression, and her eyes kept fixating on Xia Han's corpse lying on the floor. Since earlier, she kept thinking about Xia Tian's reaction, and she was afraid that she would blame her daughter.
Nalan Qing sighed heavily. She then touched her mother's forehead and shared her memories of when Xia Han was killed by that demon. Before long, she withdrew her hand and asked. "Do you recognize the demon's techniques, Mom?"
Ran Qing did not immediately answer her daughter's question, and she looked at the memories first while observing the techniques the female demon used. Minutes later, her expression became shocked, and she muttered to herself. "How is this possible? How did a demon from this world possess those techniques?"
"Do you recognize them, Mom?" Nalan Qing asked with a raised eyebrow.