When the name 'Xiaoguang' was spoken by Qin Ruan, the air in the room seemed to freeze, the atmosphere becoming tense.
Puppet Two was particularly disturbed by the mention of this name.
His eyes widened; dark blood spilled from them.
Between gritted teeth, he growled, "That son of a bitch who has had me locked up here for months, I want to eat him alive!"
The fist that Puppet Two clenched, his anger and hatred unrestrained, suggested a deep-seated grudge against Xiaoguang.
Despite his rage, Qin Ruan detected a flicker of fear flash across his pallid face.
Considering all signs, Xiaoguang appeared to be the puppet master behind this whole ordeal.
Qin Ruan licked her upper teeth; her eyes - cool as the moon - gleamed with a chilling light. Her delicately chiseled face was etched with a deep-rooted bloodlust.
She recalled the words Xiaoguang and his sibling had told her.
In retrospect, many of the details couldn't withstand scrutiny.
