Even in such a wretched state, he still looked incredibly elegant.
As Su Ye left the room, she saw a blood-soaked woman strung up against the wall.
The woman's face wasn't twisted in a snarl, but her eyes were filled with terror.
She seemed to still be alive, but there was a huge hole in her stomach, and one of her arms was severed. It was a terrifying sight.
Su Ye looked at her, then back at Su Qing.
Su Qing raised his hand, and a wisp of ghost fire latched onto the woman, setting her ablaze.
The intense pain made the woman struggle once more.
But it was no use, no matter how she struggled.
In the end, with her eyes wide in terror and unable to rest in peace, she was reduced to ash and smoke.
The group walked out of the house. As they went, she glanced at the shackles on Ran Chen not far away.
Then, her attention fell to the hands hanging at Su Qing's sides.
'This man… he must have been shackled too when he got here.'
