"Was there nothing else?"
Murong Qingyi's gaze flickered, and she immediately shook her head.
Qian Wanyu pondered for a moment, then gestured to Li Jing. "Li Jing, release her. Let her go."
Li Jing nodded, hauled Murong Qingyi straight up from the ground, and escorted her out through the stone doorway with a warning. "Our young tower master is giving you a chance. If you have the ability to escape this place alive and unharmed, count yourself lucky."
If she could not escape, she could hardly blame them for breaking their word.
Murong Qingyi touched her face. The wounds she had just suffered could not heal all at once. Her face hurt, and she could guess that she might have been disfigured. She glared viciously at everyone around her, already plotting how she would take revenge on the sisters, Qian Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui, once she returned, and how she would make them wish they were dead. She never caught the hidden meaning in Li Jing's words.
Drawing her long whip, Murong Qingyi raced along the route Qian Wanyu had taken to get there. But she was wounded, and the pain in her abdomen was unbearable. Halfway along, her strength gave out, and she collapsed.
Unhurried footsteps slowly approached from behind. They belonged to the people who had been standing outside the stone doorway.
Murong Qingyi desperately dragged herself forward, gaining whatever ground she could.
Suddenly, the light before her dimmed. She saw someone walking toward her, step by step.
Qian Wanyu did not have to wait long before Li Jing pushed open the stone door. Someone followed her inside, carrying the barely breathing Murong Qingyi.
"Young tower master, letting her go would expose the Rose Tower's secrets. We cannot spare her." The person casually tossed Murong Qingyi aside.
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