Nangong Qian's sword-like eyebrows lifted slightly. "Have you guessed who it is?"
Muniang was teetering on the edge of fury. "You tell me!"
"Such a strong reaction. The woman in your heart must not be an ordinary person. I had thought that Yu Ze loved you wholeheartedly. It seems I was mistaken," Nangong Qian said, his tone laced with a hint of mockery.
Muniang's eyes were red with anger, her teeth clenching, yet she was unable to utter a single word. She feared, feared so much that it might be that person, the one she thought she could stop caring about.
"He Suxue," Nangong Qian's icy words shattered the last shred of Muniang's rationality.
"Where is he?" Muniang's voice was cold to the bone.
"That's the camp of our army. Furthermore, we have already cast a wide net in the camp. Do you think he could possibly return? His desperate attempt to break through indeed got him out, but now he's trapped in the mountains, surrounded by layers of my soldiers."
