Kapitel 165: The Art of Finishing Meng Liang (II)

The servant was far more observant than his langjun, and he immediately realized the approaching threat. He was like a jumping frog watching a snake darting at itself.

Shaking his head and the uncomfortable image in it, he bowed to Jiang Pengji from a distance. It took great courage for him to ask, "Second Langjun, would you know where my… lady is?"

Jiang Pengji chuckled softly. Different from her usual, clear voice, the sound was deeper and freezing cold. "Why don't you ask him yourself in hell?"

That was like a bomb exploding in his mind, followed by horror that was sent through his body. His legs became jelly and he fell down to the ground. Sharp pebbles cut his knees and caused bruises instantaneously.

His thin lips trembled but could utter a word. At last, he took a deep breath and tried to kid himself. "That must be a joke. I remember the lady leaving safe and sound!"

Slowly, he crawled up and took a small step backward.