"Wuu... Wuu..." Upon hearing these words, Mrs. Chang's tears gushed forth like a breach in the Yellow River, with rivers of snot and streams of tears.
"Please take pity on me, an old woman... Miss Lian, my daughter has been raised in luxury, and now she's being held inside. She can't eat well or sleep, and yesterday, her father sent someone to inquire, and she's fallen ill, really seriously ill. But they won't allow us to treat her or visit, let alone get medical bail... Wuu... this is surely going to kill her... saving a life..."
Frowning slightly, Lian Qiao didn't find her words surprising.
Liehuo's phrase 'a life not worth mourning' still echoed in her ears. Clearly, he had been informed about this matter. But there was still something she couldn't understand. Were Liehuo's words really so powerful? Even Minister Chang couldn't take a look at his own daughter?
How bizarre! So domineering!
It was truly shocking, and even more, it was incredible.
