"What in the world is going on?"
Jiang Chen stared at Qingyi in disbelief.
'They're all dead?'
The image of the cute, lively little girl, Yaya, surfaced in his mind...
That sensible little girl, who, despite being a total glutton, always remembered to give her mother the first bite. That kind little girl, who, thinking he was hungry, had offered him her own beloved candied hawthorns.
Those amiable townsfolk, the simple and honest old farmers, the wealthy who were both rich and benevolent...
'They were all dead?'
'All of them?'
Jiang Chen couldn't help but think of the two Cyan Rock Lions guarding the town's entrance.
Little Black had said those two Cyan Rock Lions were already dead, merely being controlled by someone.
Jiang Chen fixed Qingyi with a burning gaze. "If they're dead, then why are they still here? And you... are you the one controlling them? What is your goal in doing all this?"
"My goal?"
Qingyi faltered.
