Only after hearing the voice did Feng Ye instinctively turn around, his pupils dilating.
Behind him, at some unknown moment, stood a middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman wore ordinary clothes and had a hunched back.
But what she held in her hand was anything but ordinary.
In her right hand, the middle-aged woman held the head of another middle-aged woman. Blood still dripped from it, and her face was unrecognizable beneath the mangled flesh. Even the dirt had been stained red with blood.
Zhou An tilted his head slightly. "People often tell me they never expected a tiny place like An Ding County to be hiding experts. Now I want to say the same thing—a tiny place like Clear Stream Village is hiding experts too."
A smile rested at the corner of the middle-aged woman's lips. She said nothing, but the chill emanating from her was terrifying.
Even from a distance, Zhou An could clearly sense the killing intent and icy coldness.
It had been this middle-aged woman who had set a fire and burned all the children's corpses to ashes.
"Hehehe..." The middle-aged woman sneered. "You found the bodies and collected the reward. Why insist on pursuing the souls?"
Crimson flames rose from her right hand, burning the other woman's head to ash.
"Zhou An, I never intended to make an enemy of you. After all, you still have your uses. But you just had to run into this."
"You know me?" Zhou An raised an eyebrow. "Lots of people know me, but since you know me in this way, can I assume you already knew my identity?"
The woman had called him by name the moment she appeared, and she had not been surprised by his saber technique.
Clearly, she knew everything about him.
"Of course I know