Finally, he slowly lifted his gaze.
The sight left him utterly stunned.
Chu Jing was standing in the rain, like a sudden light shining into the darkness.
Her hair was plastered to her cheeks by the rain and water dripped from the hem of her clothes, yet she stood ramrod straight. Her gaze, sharp as a blade, swept over the attackers.
At the sight of her, they all stopped, exchanging glances. Not one of them dared to step forward.
"The female beast you brought back—where is she being held?"
Chu Jing's voice wasn't loud, yet it pierced the air like an icicle.
She didn't know this place.
The only reason she'd found Rong Kai last time was because Jiang Ji had led the way.
She couldn't even get her bearings, let alone navigate these complex secret passages and tree hollows.
'But foxes have a keen sense of smell. This Beastman was once Hu Li's mate. He has to know.'
The Beastman hesitated.
He opened his mouth, but his throat was too parched to make a sound.
