Auntie Liao?
Huoyan Liulan's movements were carefully observed by everyone present, infested with a fascination of discovery and intrigue. At first, their attention was all heavily invested into Wei Wuyin's killing of an Earthly Saint as a mortal. They wondered with thoughts as quick as lightning how he achieved such a thing. After all, the refined Physique of an Ascended was not ordinary nor simple. Their flesh, bone, even blood contained a uniquely constructed foundation that made them harder than astral steel.
However, Huoyan Liulan's trembling fingers holding the featureless mask followed by her emotional exclamation set aside all other thoughts. The most confusing aspect of this was Ma Zheng, whose expression had drastically shifted from its typical serenity to abject shock.
Huoyan Liulan's head tilted sideways and a little down as her left hand reached out towards the corpse, unable to muster words.
