Xuanyuan Ying's malicious voice came from outside. "Feng Wu, did you really think I was going to take you to some treasure room? Hahaha —"
Feng Wu banged on the door. "Xuanyuan Ying, you set me up! You led me into this trap! I'll get back at you even if I turn into a ghost!"
Xuanyuan Ying snorted. "You're not going anywhere. Soon, you'll wish you were dead!"
Feng Wu yelled angrily, "Aren't you afraid that Northern Feng Mansion will take revenge for me?!"
"Hahahaha! Northern Feng Mansion? Lady Northern Feng really is an arrogant character, but after your reputation is ruined, do you think she'll still want you as a daughter? I'd worry about yourself if I were you. Hahahaha —"
Xuanyuan Ying walked away as she spoke.
Just then, Feng Wu heard a low snicker in the room.
Turning around, Feng Wu saw a hideous, taunting face in the dim light.
It was Zuo Qingliu.
