The fox demon's figure flashed, settling at the head of the bed.
With one hand clutching her arm, she looked up with lingering fear and then showed a sneer of shame and annoyance, "Good, good, good, I thought it was Lin Family who tricked me, but it really was you who killed Yin Lang."
As the words fell, the fox demon suddenly flipped off the blanket.
Lin Baiwei's body was clad only in sheer undergarments, her shoulders bare, her pretty face marred with several dark bruises, and her lips crusted with dried blood.
Her eyes were unfocused, struggling to maintain clarity of consciousness.
The fox demon clasped her neck, sharp nails digging mercilessly into the flesh as she shrieked, "I let you sleep with this lowly bitch, I let you torment this lowly bitch, I let you lay hands on and dispose of this lowly bitch! And you went and learned martial arts from her!"
