The long, narrow tunnel lift rose floor by floor, its walls glowing with faint blue light. Two men in black uniforms stood stiffly inside, their hands clasped behind their backs, trying to appear calm even though both of their hearts were beating far too fast.
They were the same men who had delivered Yue Yue, the fragile F grade female, to the Winged Serpent heir. They didn't know what happened after that. But after one whole week away, they had been ordered back immediately to check the heir's condition.
One of the men leaned towards the other and whispered nervously, "Do you… think that F grade female is alive or dead?"
The other man snorted without hesitation. "Dead, obviously. Who on earth survives being thrown in front of him? I'm a hundred percent sure the heir killed her on the spot."
