Wu Li was staring daggers at Wu Mei, tears leaking from her eyes in waterfalls. She clenched her fists tightly, her blackened nails dug into her skin.
"Back then, when I was tortured, beaten, you stood here, near the gates and watched them beat me. You smiled even, you told them to hit me harder if I didn't want to say where the Wu Grandmaster was. I cried for help so many times until my tongue was almost removed. You did nothing but stand behind Wu Tang and smiled. Since then, I hated you." Wu Mei leaned towards Wu Li, her fingers wrapped around the gates as it rattled for about three seconds.
