Ma Qing had been tortured beyond recognition.
He was locked in the dungeon and was dying. Jiu Yuan and another male beast were in charge of guarding him.
In order not to let Ma Qing die too quickly, Dong Ya would make a bowl of medicine according to the prescription that Huanhuan made and send it to Ma Qing every day to help him extend his life.
Jiu Yuan estimated the time. Dong Ya would be delivering the medicine soon.
Ma Qing looked up at Jiu Yuan, who was not far away. He suddenly said, "If I remember correctly, Mu Ye is your brother-in-law, right?"
Jiu Yuan glanced at him. "It's none of your business!"
Ma Qing chuckled, revealing his teeth that were covered in blood and dirt. "Then do you know that Mu Ye is dead?"
Jiu Yuan: "…"
"From the looks of it, you already know. Do you want to know why Mu Ye died?"
Jiu Yuan's expression turned extremely dark. "If you say another word, I'll cut off your tongue!"