"I... My name is Shen Xingmou, are you alright?"
Suddenly hearing Shang Li inquire about herself, Shen Xingmou was taken aback, and the usually composed woman became somewhat incoherent.
However, to Shang Li, this seemed nothing more than a pretense. A person who could command such respect from the dungeon steward must hold a high position in this mysterious organization.
Since being captured and brought to the Star-picking Tower, Steward Ning had repeatedly interrogated her about the whereabouts of the Blood Moon Jade and her husband with the surname Yun, but she had clenched her teeth and not uttered a single word.
Thus, she naturally endured countless tortures. Seeing this woman with a face veiled in black arrive today, although her tone was much gentler than Steward Ning's, Shang Li had grown cautious over the years.
