Nameless Nie's pupils contracted abruptly.
Even Ye Wanwan was astonished.
What did Si Xia's words mean… Using Ling Miao's life as a wager…
Didn't Ling Miao die many years ago?!
Nameless Nie's smile faded. It was a long while before he said to Si Xia, "What do you mean? Ling Miao's dead already."
Si Xia's lips curled up in an inscrutable smile. "Is she really dead? So will you bet or not?"
"Si Xia, enough with your deceptions! Just what the heck are you doing?" Ye Wanwan yelled at him.
Ling Miao's death was a fact, but Si Xia was treating Ling Miao as a joke.
"What's the hurry?" Si Xia's eyes remained fixed on Nameless Nie. "In your heart, Ling Miao's dead already, but… if you're willing to come and assist me, I can bring Ling Miao back from the underworld in exchange and allow you to stay by her side. How about it?"
Patriarch and Madam Nie looked at each other in surprise. Ling Miao… really didn't die?!
