Qin Xiaomei slowly pushed open the door, her face pale, looking somewhat frail and pitiful, lacking any of the commanding and sharp aura of a Guard Captain.
"My lord, Observatory Master Song, I-I won't speak nonsense."
Qin Xiaomei's voice carried a tremor, evidently scared.
Song Wood's gaze roamed unchecked over her body, admiring the alluring figure beneath the thin veil, yet he said, "I trust dead people a bit more."
Qin Xiaomei's delicate frame trembled, her expression full of terror, and she looked to Tan Wujiu for help.
"How about this, swear a venomous oath."
Tan Wujiu said indifferently.
Song Wood laughed, "Seems like Lord Tan is tender-hearted, can't bear to do it."
Qin Xiaomei hesitated slightly, then submissively knelt on the ground, softly saying, "I, Qin Xiaomei, swear to the heavens, if I reveal what I saw today, may I face divine punishment and meet a miserable end!"
Song Wood looked down at Qin Xiaomei nearby, his expression indifferent and unmoved.
