Rong Chang: "..."
Are you serious, Tongzi?
"He must not be dead."
Yin Mo would never kill him; at most, he would just imprison him.
The system was sent to check Jiang Muyan's information, and sure enough, a moment later, a picture flashed through my mind.
In an instant, Rong Chang narrowed her eyes dangerously.
*
At dusk, Rong Chang arrived at the foot of a mountain in Minghua Cave. According to the location given by the system, Jiang Muyan was being held in a dungeon here.
The cave was pitch black, and echoes could be heard occasionally. It was damp, cold, and quiet, and the darkness sent a chill down one's spine.
Rong Chang lit a candle at the cave entrance and went inside. About an incense stick later, a man's painful roar suddenly came from inside, "Yin Mo, Yin Mo, you damned bastard, you'll die a horrible death!"
"Ah, I won't let you get away with this!"
That irritating voice could only belong to Jiang Muyan.
Judging from the distance of the sound, it seems she has already reached her destination.
With a slight lift of her lips, Rong Shang gave a lazy laugh, "Do you know what it means to have one's own faults?"
Upon hearing that familiar voice and tone, Jiang Muyan's expression froze in the dark, damp dungeon.
"Who? Who are you?"
"Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you. Don't try to play tricks on me!"
What is meant by pretending to be a ghost or a spirit?
He knew perfectly well that his sister was dead, yet he could still hear her voice here.
To Jiang Muyan, it was nothing more than someone impersonating Jiang Muyu trying to scare him.
Who knew that the next second, a wisp of white mist drifted past his eyes. When the figure passed directly through the cell and came to stand in front of him, Jiang Muyan saw the person's appearance clearly. His heart raced instantly, and he was so frightened that he moved back a little.
Because of his injury and having his Achilles tendon severed, Jiang Muyan now looks like a beggar, with tattered clothes and messy hair.
"You...you weren't dead?"
Suffocating, Jiang Muyan felt his heart leap into his throat.
"Death?" The beautiful woman before him approached step by step, her nonchalant tone accompanying her, "You're not dead yet, how could I bear to die first?"
In fact, part of the reason she didn't want the world to end and managed to heal her wounds and come back to life was because of Jiang Muyan.
For no other reason than the slap he delivered from behind.
A cold smile appeared on her lips, and Rong Shang's gaze towards him was somewhat icy and dark.
A moment later, before Jiang Muyan even saw her make a move, he received a slap across the face.
The woman's voice grew increasingly dangerous in the air, "Tell me, how should I torture you?"
"Should we cut open the belly first, or chop off the hands and feet?"
To be honest, Jiang Muyan still can't figure out when his sister became like this. She looks so unfamiliar, as if she has become a completely different person.
The doubts in his mind had just formed when Rong Chang's voice came from above.
Do you want to know why I became like this?
Puzzled, Jiang Muyan looked up at her, only to hear her say something strange: "Because I'm not your sister."
Jiang Muyan's dark pupils dilated, and he pressed his hands on the rough ground, struggling to move his body backward. "You, you, then who are you?"
"Who I am is not important, what is important is—" Rong Shang smiled wickedly, "Today, I am here to take your life."
By now, it was completely dark outside.
In the dungeon, only the red candlelight flickered faintly.
In just a moment, a bloodcurdling scream, like that of a pig being slaughtered, pierced through the dungeon.
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