An hour later.
Shen Jing looked at the three people standing in front of her who were timid as sparrows. They felt a chill straight to their bones as she looked at them.
"In other words… you're with the brat from the deviant world now?"
Shen Ying trembled and weakly mumbled, "Yes…"
"Are you going to follow him to that plane?"
"… Yes."
She glanced at Lonemoon. "And you matchmade them?"
Lonemoon shivered. "I…." did?
"Good!" Shen Jing sighed, as if she was trying to repress something. "Come over here for awhile!"
Before Lonemoon could react, he felt something tighten around his collar. His entire body flew forward and suddenly he found himself in a room.
The next moment, a blood-curdling scream sounded from inside.
"Wait… why me? What has it got to do with… Ah! Pain, pain, pain… Wait, what's that! Put it down… Help… Shen Ying, you betrayer!"
