Prefecture Lord Geng screamed from being enveloped in purple flames. He rolled back and forth inside the small dirt prison.
Qiao Mu watched him apathetically while contemplating: Who exactly would Geng Pengcheng continue covering up after being subject to such pain?
She simply did not believe that Geng Pengcheng had targeted her in both lifetimes for his own reasons.
How could there be love and hate without cause or reason in this world?
The person concealed behind him was too mysterious.
Perhaps…
"How about searching his soul?" Qiao Mu turned to look at Mo Lian and Feng Chen. "Can you still perform a soul search with his spiritual conscious apparition in this state?"
Feng Chen nodded. "It is possible, but he won't survive long after this soul search."
