"I know." Xia Tian nodded, then he squatted beside Xia Han's corpse as he said. "Tell me the true incident, Little Qing."
Ran Qing held her daughter to remain seated, and she then approached Xia Tian and touched his forehead. She shared the memory she got from her daughter, as she said. "You must be very familiar with those techniques used by that female demon, Brother-in-law."
After Ran Qing shared those memories with him, Xia Tian immediately digested everything. Before long, he raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself. "How is that possible? How did that demon woman master both techniques? No wonder Qing'er couldn't stop her from killing him."
"What do you mean, Little Tian? Is that demon woman very strong?" Xia Ling asked as he wiped away his tears, and his face already looked haggard.
