Once freed, Xu Shuxin first shot Fang Shuwen a grateful look. Then, in a few hurried strides, he was in front of Black-faced Rabbit, snatching the mask from her face.
He saw a woman with surprisingly spirited features, her face a ghastly white as she stared back at him.
Xu Shuxin's expression did not soften in the slightest at the sight of her face. Instead, he gritted his teeth and demanded:
"Where is the real Xiao Ding Xiang?"
Black-faced Rabbit's life was nearing its end.
Yet, a mocking smile touched the corners of her lips.
"The real… the real Xiao Ding Xiang… Of course… she's already dead… If she weren't dead… how could I… have taken her place…"
Although Xu Shuxin had already guessed the answer, hearing Black-faced Rabbit say it still made his heart clench.
Strictly speaking, he had never even met the young girl. The person he'd met today was Black-faced Rabbit in disguise.
