"Give him to you? What do you need a human skin for? Oh, well, then I'll give him to you." Madam Qi frowned, waved her hand, and directly handed Sun Chongyang over to Ruan Mei.
My face went pale. Luckily, Ruan Mei hadn't taken a liking to me, or things would've been bad. Sun Chongyang really had a rough fate and a tragic lot with women. Men liked him, and women liked him too. Sigh, hopefully he wouldn't get played to death.
"Thank you for Madam's gift. This subordinate will cherish him properly." Ruan Mei was beside herself with joy and hurriedly knelt to offer her thanks.
"Kill me. Just kill me..." Tears actually welled up in Sun Chongyang's eyes. This was only the second time he'd cried since taking that photo of me. That kid really wasn't as tough as Li Poxiao. Perhaps it was because he came from an Aristocratic Clan, and his personality had been shaped by it.
By contrast, Li Poxiao was actually much better. Even after Li Ruizhong's death and the female Daoist's death, that kid had still dared to come burn incense. He really wasn't afraid of death—far tougher than Sun Chongyang.
Still, Li Poxiao could run too. The last time he'd encountered his little nephew at Little Yi Village, he'd fled.
"Madam Qi, you said something was stolen from you. What exactly was it? Just tell me, and I'll mobilize my connections among both the living and the dead, search far and wide through both worlds, and do everything I can to find some news for you." I didn't care whether she'd agreed to cooperate with me or not. I would say it first and see what happened.
Sure enough, Madam Qi took one look at me and decided I seemed reliable. She