Inside the secret chamber of the highest building in the marketplace, phosphorescent stones embedded in the walls rendered the naturally dim room as bright as day. A woman wore a ferocious expression as she glared at the person cowering before her. With a crisp "slap," she struck, sending the fragile-looking figure collapsing to the floor, where she dared not move a muscle.
"Useless trash. Is this what you guaranteed me? You’re incapable of doing a single thing right. Did you really think that as long as you had me, everything would be fine? Hmm?" The one venting this boundless fury was none other than Luo Shuixin, who had returned from the Alchemist Alliance brimming with repressed rage. Gone was her gentle, frail persona; she was no different from a venomous snake. Not satisfied with having slapped Wan Qingyao, she reached out to hook her chin, her long nails trailing across the girl’s delicate face and leaving behind a trail of blood. She smiled tenderly, as if her previous outburst had been a mere hallucination, her voice as soft as a feather as she murmured, "Tell me, you useless thing, should I just destroy you, hmm?"
The voice was deceptively gentle, yet it made Wan Qingyao tremble violently. The terror in her eyes deepened as she recalled the scene she had witnessed the first time they met, a memory that made her blood run cold.
Chapter 531