Prison

"I'll await your reply."

The woman departed.

With every step, she dissolved into specks of starlight that converged at the prison gates.

At the prison entrance, a maid stood holding a long case.

Inside lay a jade slip the size of a human head. All the starlight gathered into it before the long case closed by itself, while the respectfully standing maid continued to hold it.

Inside the prison.

Xu Sanniang snorted in disdain.

From dusk until the dead of night, their news had certainly traveled fast.

But all that had come was a thread of divine sense.

Xu Sanniang looked at the jade slip tossed outside her cell door.

She gave a cold laugh.

Go home?

The Pei Clan of the Great Artifact Sect was no home of hers.

She had killed Xiong Ran. Even if she was not the true culprit, she had been the one to strike. So long as she refused to lower her head, the Pei Clan would never extend a hand to her.

As the one who had acted, she would either be crushed to death amid the rolling tides of power, die in prison as an accomplice, or mount the execution platform of the Heavenly Secrets Manor and await the swift blade at her neck, her fine head tumbling to the ground.

"Hmph."

"It is nothing more than drawing the blade for a moment of swift release."

As Xu Sanniang raised her hand, sword intent condensed along its edge like frost.

It seemed that her hand was no longer a hand, but a longsword leaping vividly before her eyes.

After some thought, she withdrew it.

She said softly, "If something truly happens to me, then I ask Big Brother Tu Shan to remember that I once took you in and look after the