"Sis... Sister!!"
Lian Xiaoya sprinted like a madwoman, breaking free from countless restraints, only to be forced to the ground, face-first into the mud, by a strong member of the Black Withered Saint Sect.
Lian Xiaoya desperately raised her head, screaming wildly, drowned out by the voices around her, but her gaze remained fixed on the woman on the high platform.
Deception! Deception! Deception! It's all deception!!! That's not her sister's true nature! That's not the real face of her sister!!
The real her is a madwoman! A murderous lunatic!!
Lian Xiaoya's frenzied screams seemed to have caught the attention of Qi Xiaojin on the stage.
A moment's surprise, her red lips silently opened and closed.
No one saw, no one understood.
But... Lian Xiaoya knew what she was saying.
"My foolish, little sister."
"Long time no see."
An elegant smile, calm words, pierced into Lian Xiaoya's heart like needles.
Why...
Why is the sister who committed all evil high above.
