The female disciple tightly bit on her lip. But, she did not stand up and continued to kowtow, hitting her head strongly on the ground, twice.
"Madam, please speak for my sister, in the name of justice."
Fei Xue looked at the girl who was kneeling on the floor and turned to look at Zhao Yao, who was filled with rage. Her face was pale as she seemed to have noticed something, and then her lips slightly trembled. "Tell me, what happened?"
Even though the female disciple had hit her head until her forehead was bleeding, she seemed to feel no pain as she was still violently kowtowing. She clenched her fists tightly.
"Years ago, I've entered Talon's Gate with my sister. However, her appearance was different from my plain-looking appearance. My sister's beauty has brought her disaster.
