"Here's your dinner!" A rusty plate with rotten breadsticks was pulled inside the Xiao Liu's and Ren prison with some water. Xiao Liu's eyes moved to hear the crackling noise and got a glimpse of the big iron shackle cladded with keys.
Xiao Liu couldn't get her thoughts straight, all she could think was going to die and all the people she thought carefully about her only meant to use her for power. She is going to die, isn't she?
"Xiao Liu, listen, I don't think Lord Dong Hai comes to us to use you, don't let Heavenly Mother get to you, he is our only hope," Ren tries to console her.
"You didn't trust him, that was the reason you tried to warn me," Xiao Liu said.
"Xiao Liu…"
