Outside the tent, the wind whipped up sand and gravel, pelting the leather walls with a soft, crackling patter. The moment Ye Fan’s voice fell, Su Qingxue’s fingertips tightened on his wrist, the chilling bite of the Rotten-Bone Powder leaking into his veins toward his heart—a habit left over from her days of practicing poisons, her fingertips unconsciously oozing trace amounts of venom whenever her emotions surged.
"Gu Han..." Her arched eyebrows cast two sharp shadows under the candlelight, and her lacquered nails almost dug into the back of Ye Fan's hand. "Back then, when you banished him from your tutelage, did you show any mercy at all?"
"He secretly practiced the *Xuanyin Nine-Ghost Scripture*, using the lives of thirty-six innocent children to sacrifice and refine malevolent spirits."
Chapter 208