Daughter?
The other person’s mocking tone deepened.
Vigilance was heavy, completely distrustful of Sui Yuan.
But Sui Yuan was convinced—this was her mother. She hurriedly tried to recall their shared mories.
"Mom, you graduated from Qing University, and you have a photo taken at Qing University. Do you rember?"
"I also have an older brother. When I was five years old, you died in an accident... Now I’m twenty-one."
"And, you once gave a protective charm. I still have it to this day!"
At this mont, in a room separated from Sui Yuan by two others, a middle-aged woman leaned weakly against the edge of a bed, her figure emaciated.
Her unkempt hair hung on her shoulders, tangled and coated with dust, so strands already knotted.
Her simple, dull clothing bore the marks of ti.
She looked like she was gravely ill, almost to the point where the words "barely clinging to life" might describe her state.
Shui Yanng lay motionless, her lifeless eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, unmoved by Sui Yuan’s words.
After being hurt too many tis, it was impossible to trust others easily again.
How could her two children possibly appear in a place like this?
"Little girl..."
Perhaps out of a dying kindness, Shui Yanng still murmured a warning: "No matter who you are... stay away from Jing Heng... stay away from the Chixia Sect."
Shui Yanng’s voice was fragnted and weak; it took her half a minute to say those few words.
Sui Yuan didn’t know what was happening to her but was sure she was not in good condition.
She couldn’t imagine that her own father had truly imprisoned her mother and tortured her to this extent.
"Mom, I’ll definitely get you out of here... Please don’t be so hopeless, okay? Let take you out to see my brother—we’ll leave this place together, the three of us, as a family, okay?"
By the end of her sentence, Sui Yuan was already sobbing.
It was a long while before she heard her mother sigh faintly: "Leave? Stop dreaming... Anyone who cos here will never leave..."
"No, I believe she’ll co to save ! She definitely will!"
Shui Yanng didn’t know who the "she" Sui Yuan referred to was but managed a difficult smile: "n’s words... are unreliable."
Sui Yuan fell silent, saying nothing further.
Her bright and clear eyes glimred with unshed tears. She clutched the clip pinned on her chest with both hands, sincere and resolute.
At that mont, a loud rumble suddenly echoed through the underground palace.
Sui Yuan and Shui Yanng both shuddered violently.
This sound was unlike the normal activation of the underground palace’s stone doors.
"It’s her! It’s Mianmian coming to save !"
Sui Yuan said with utmost conviction.
She simply believed—without any reason—that it was Lu Mian.
Standing by the iron door, she gazed expectantly toward the entrance. Though given the angle, she couldn’t see anything yet, Sui Yuan brimd with hope.
Soon, amid the chaotic footsteps, Sui Yuan saw her father, bound tightly by Lu Mian, walking over in disheveled defeat.
Sui Yuan’s heart jolted, finding it hard to fathom how her domineering, male-supremacist father could have been subdued by Mianmian.
Father and daughter exchanged glances, but Jing Heng quickly turned his face away.
Sui Yuan didn’t linger on him either, shifting her gaze to Lu Mian.
"Mianmian!"
At this call, tears stread down Sui Yuan’s face.
Lu Mian let go of Jing Heng, furrowing her brows as she approached the girl. Through the iron bars, she took out tissues and gently wiped away her tears: "Don’t cry, I’m here."
Those words made Sui Yuan cry even harder.
Lu Mian quickly started comforting her as though soothing a child—wiping tears, patting her back—a bit flustered in the process.
How could this gentle, slightly clumsy figure possibly be the ruthless Demon she had been monts ago? This was clearly an awkward yet kind-hearted young woman.
She could wield a blade just as she could hold a handkerchief.
Lu Mian spared a glance at Jing Heng, who resigned himself to stepping forward. After inputting several locking codes, the iron door finally opened automatically, and Sui Yuan was freed.
Sui Yuan inspected Lu Mian up and down. "What’s wrong with you? Why is your hand covered in blood? Are you hurt?"
Lu Mian let her fierce aura fade away. Using her comparatively clean hand, she drew Sui Yuan into a one-ard embrace.
"It’s not my blood."
Her tone was still calm and indifferent, yet those nearby—Jing Heng, Jing Pei, and Jing Che—all understood that behind her composure lay a slumbering Demon.
If provoked, unimaginable carnage would follow.
Xiao Qimo stood silently to the side, watching as the red glint in Lu Mian’s eyes faded significantly. Finally, he exhaled in relief.
With the underground palace dimly lit and filled with hidden traps, he suggested everyone leave first.
Sui Yuan nodded, but instead of heading toward the exit, she moved deeper into the rooms.
Not good!
Jing Heng panicked and quickly rushed forward, blocking Sui Yuan in her path without hesitation.
Had his hands not been tied, who knew what he might have done?
Jing Heng’s glare was venomous: "I let you go; now be good and leave with them. Don’t bring trouble to my Chixia Sect again!"
Clearly, Jing Heng wanted to prevent Sui Yuan and the others from finding Shui Yanng.
Lu Mian would never tolerate Jing Heng’s attitude toward Sui Yuan. She casually stepped forward, her gaze darkening: "Move."
Jing Pei joined in, enraged, kicking his son out of the way: "What’s ahead? What can’t be seen?"
"Dad, how can you side with them? Look at how that awful girl has bullied our Chixia Sect! Aren’t you going to do sothing about it?"
Jing Pei snorted, his beard trembling: "Do sothing? I think I haven’t beaten you enough! Look at what you’ve done to Chixia Sect all these years! When I die, I won’t even be able to face our ancestors!"
Jing Heng was kicked aside. Sui Yuan quickly searched room by room for the voice she had heard earlier, with Lu Mian closely trailing her to offer protection.
Soon, in the third room, Sui Yuan found Shui Yanng, who was barely alive.
"Mianmian, she’s my mom! My mom has been imprisoned here for many years!"
"..."
What a coincidence.
Lu Mian glanced at the woman inside and imdiately frowned.
Her instincts told her she could already feel the presence of death lingering.
At this point, Jing Heng and Xi i’s affairs had already been exposed, leaving nothing to hide.
Jing Heng opened the door, and Sui Yuan rushed inside impatiently.
Lu Mian didn’t even have ti to warn her to be careful when Little Baldy started crying out for his mom.
The frail woman leaning against the bed was overly defensive. She shoved Sui Yuan away and hollered with effort: "What do you people want from ?! I told you, I have no connection with the rcenary Alliance! You won’t get anything from !"
Once she finished, Shui Yanng broke into violent coughing.
Lu Mian steadied Sui Yuan, slightly furrowing her brows, inferring key information from that sentence, though now wasn’t the ti to dwell on it.
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