As these words fell, Song Yunling's complexion turned from ashen to deathly pale, as if he had been struck by lightning. Looking at Li Fuyin, who had completely changed before his eyes, he was not only consumed by profound shock, but also gripped by a sudden, inexplicable terror...
How could things have come to this?
Had Song Yunqing not always been foolish, dull, weak, and cowardly? Why did she possess such a gaze, and how could she speak in such a manner? How on earth did she come to know these things? And where did that effortless aura of absolute authority about her originate?
Chapter 91