I looked carefully at that finger. It was fair, slender, and undoubtedly belonged to a woman. What was crucial was the ring on it, which bore the character "Qin." It was, without a doubt, Qin Qing’s finger. With her finger here, her chances of survival were slim. No wonder Huo Yinyang was so frantic.
Faced with Huo Yinyang’s beast-like roar, Lu Gouzi’s Father continued to smile. His laughter was exceptionally chilling, like a ghost that had crawled out of a grave.
"Cackle... cackle..."
Chapter 97