Liu Mang's strength gradually returned, and he sat up straight, his gaze fixed on Sun Yan, who was pacing by the bed. Out of curiosity, he asked, "Who exactly are you?"
Sun Yan said, "If I tell you that I'm just a very ordinary restaurant owner, a very ordinary little widow, would you still believe me?"
"What do you think?"
Sun Yan twirled her hair, "Alright, I'll be honest. My current identity is just a disguise. Have you ever heard of the Fox Clan of the northern borders?"
"The Fox Clan of the northern borders?" Liu Mang thought carefully; it did seem familiar. His master's wife mentioned the Fox Clan from the northern borders several times, and each time she brought it up, his master's expression would darken as if he had done something wrong.
