Feng Yi Lan almost screamed out in fear, flinching at that touch. But then she heard the weak voice of the woman that made her realize that down on her feet it was no other but her mother.
"Yi Lan, my sweet daughter, save your mother. Save me, otherwise, I would die." Zhen Qinrou's voice came. Even though Yi Lan was not able to see her face, she could make out the line of her crumbled figure in the darkness.
Frowning at her condition like that, she was the first to walk and switch on the lights. Then looking back at the woman on the floor, she asked, "What do you think you are doing? Quickly, get up"
