A massive force suddenly hoisted Stella Lucas into the air.
Her face turned crimson as she writhed, her eyes brimming with agony and fear.
"How dare you appear before me?" I narrowed my eyes and spoke icily.
Stella struggled to speak, "I... I don't know... what you mean..."
"You don't know? How can someone from the Michelle Sect not know?" I said coldly.
Still fighting against my grip, Stella struck my arm and said in pain, "I... truly don't know..."
Seeing that she didn't appear to be deceiving me, I released my hold on her.
Given the opportunity to breathe, Stella desperately gasped for fresh air.
She stared at me and asked, "What are you referring to?"
"Are you genuinely unaware of the Michelle Sect's plot against me?" I frowned.
"Plot? Didn't they assist you in rescuing that person?" Stella asked, bewildered.
I looked at Leigh Simpson and inquired, "Do you recognize her?"
"I don't recognize her," Leigh answered without emotion.
