When Lvying laid eyes on Qiao Xuan, she was overcome with fear, nearly losing her wits in terror.
She felt as though her fate was sealed.
Attempting to divert attention by speaking of her master, Lvying found Qiao Xuan unperturbed.
In Anze Prefecture City, the demise of a servant hardly raised eyebrows. Furthermore, Tang Fanghua remained unaware of Lvying's involvement, and even if she suspected, what could she possibly do?
Surprisingly, Lvying appeared more composed than Qiao Xuan had anticipated.
Though Qiao Xuan issued threats, she refrained from inflicting physical harm. Lvying, overwhelmed with fear, spilled her secrets willingly.
There was no depth to the master-servant bond when one's life hung in the balance. No loyalty could rival the instinct for self-preservation.
Agreeing to Lvying's plea to exchange information for her life, Qiao Xuan learned the truth.
Tang Fanghua wasn't the one who saved Qi.
