Ye Qingqing was startled and glared at him, demanding, "Who are you?"

“Li…Li Wuming…”

Ye Qingqing was even more surprised. She remembered the name; Zhu Zi had mentioned it before. At the time, she thought the name was too unlucky. She never expected that this starving ghost would actually be Yin Yu's disciple!

She immediately became alert, her eyes sharpening. "You're Yin Yu's disciple?"

"Yes... Don't be impulsive, let me explain slowly."

Li Wuming was in so much pain he could barely breathe. That bitch was really ruthless; she didn't even give him a chance to explain. He'll never be able to get married.

"Can you reattach my hand? I'm in so much pain I don't have the strength to speak," Li Wuming pleaded.

Ye Qingqing sprinkled some medicine powder on him and said to Miao Tianxiong, "It's alright now."

Miao Tianxiang nodded, and Miao Tianxiong then reattached Li Wuming's arm. However, the guy had been drugged by Ye Qingqing and lay limply on the ground, motionless.

“Although I am Yin Laogui’s disciple, I have an irreconcilable hatred for him. We can cooperate.” Li Wuming looked at Ye Qingqing eagerly.

Ye Qingqing sneered, "Just because you say you have a grudge doesn't mean I have to believe you. Who knows if what you're saying is true or false?"

Zhu Zi said that the eight inner disciples are Yin Yu's most trusted people. Li Wuming is only the second disciple. How could he be an enemy? Humph, does he think she's stupid?

“I’m not lying to you. Yin Yu killed my entire clan. I was only a hundred days old at the time. The reason Yin Yu didn’t kill me was because he wanted to find our Li clan’s treasure. If he had killed me, the treasure would never have been found.” Li Wuming’s expression was sorrowful, and it didn’t seem like he was lying.

Miao Tianxiang frowned and suddenly asked, "Who is Li Baiyan to you?"

Li Wuming was stunned for a moment, then looked at Miao Tianxiang in astonishment, "He's...he's my grandfather, you know him?"

But then he shook his head and muttered to himself, "No, my grandfather is dead and gone. You don't look much older than me, so you definitely wouldn't recognize me."

Miao Tianxiang's expression turned serious. She walked up to Li Wuming, stared at him for a long time, and then suddenly pulled on Li Wuming's waistband. Li Wuming was so frightened that he held onto his pants tightly, but his hands were too weak. Miao Tianxiang easily pulled off his pants.

Two legs covered in black hair were exposed, and Li Wuming was so ashamed that he wanted to disappear, and he was also very worried.

"You...you can't take advantage of me! I'd rather die than submit!"

Li Wuming was filled with shame and indignation. He would rather be raped by the tigress than by this woman covered in paint. He was determined to defend his innocence to the death.

Ye Qingqing twitched her lips. It was truly rare that Yin Laogui could raise such a silly disciple!

Spread your legs!

A crisp sound rang out as Miao Tianxiang slapped Li Wuming's buttocks, stunning everyone.

What's going on?

Miao Tianxiang pried open Li Wuming's legs, spreading them wide apart in a starfish shape. Ruan Yingzi and Ye Qingqing both turned their heads away. Actually, they wanted to continue watching, but they had to pretend to be ladies in public.

"You are indeed descendants of the Li family. Was your Li family really wiped out by that old ghost surnamed Yin?"

After seeing the cinnabar birthmark on the inside of Li Wuming's right thigh, Miao Tianxiang confirmed her identity. Her gaze was somewhat complicated, which made Li Wuming feel uneasy. He wanted to pull up his pants, but his hands were too weak, and his buttocks felt cold.

"Yes, sister, you know my grandfather? Is he also a member of the Li family?" Li Wuming asked in surprise.

Back then, only the direct descendants of the Li family died; some collateral branches escaped the calamity. He thought Miao Tianxiang was from a collateral branch, so she could be considered his relative.