Lu Yin sat down. "How was the trip? It looks like you didn't run into any danger."
Wendy Yu Shan fell silent for a moment, then slowly pulled back the fabric over her shoulder. A scar was clearly visible, looking as if it had only just healed. It had nearly severed her entire arm, and the wound didn't stop there—it extended to her chest. He couldn't see how far it went.
Just looking at the scar, Lu Yin could sense how dangerous it had been. She had come so close—just a little closer, and this woman would have died.
"Who did this?" Lu Yin asked calmly, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness.
Wendy Yu Shan didn't answer.
Lu Yin looked up and stared into her eyes. "Who did this?"
Wendy Yu Shan gazed at the tea. "I ran into True Martial Night King at the Child Stage as soon as I entered the Dao Origin Sect. That was what happened. If a Domain Progenitor from the Sixth Continent hadn't appeared and fought him, I really wouldn't have made it back." She looked at Lu Yin. "You were right. The Dao Origin Sect Ruins really are dangerous. I was badly injured on my very first day there. I hid in a corner for more than ten days and didn't dare show myself once. Lu Yin, am I useless?"
Lu Yin narrowed his eyes. She had rested for more than ten days and still bore such a serious scar. That showed how badly she had been injured.
Wendy Yu Shan was so proud that she wouldn't back down even in the face of death, yet she had hidden for more than ten days. One could imagine just how much damage True Martial Night King had inflicted on her.
"How bad is