"We brought you here to answer questions, not to ask them. I'll ask you one more time, where is Mu Ke?" A ferocious-looking man walked over from behind the Ghost-Faced Man, suddenly grabbed her hair, and jerked her face up.
Mu Yin felt a numbing pain in her scalp, but the hatred in her heart intensified, "I don't know..."
Why were they looking for her brother and not for her, Mu Yin?
What exactly had gone wrong?
"Everyone knows!"
These words, spoken by the man last night, resounded unexpectedly in her ears.
It would be understandable if others got it wrong, but how could these murderers make such a mistake?
With a "smack".
A slap came fiercely, "You wretched woman, who gave you the courage?"
Mu Yin's head spun, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her mind buzzed; she could only see them cursing and swearing, but could not make out a single word.
