"Speak, who is that woman?" Lou Ming said coldly.
Ma Yang endured the piercing pain and cried miserably, "I don't know who she is, I..."
Lou Ming interrupted him: "I'll give you a way to live now, as long as you tell me who that woman is, I definitely won't take your life. Otherwise..."
The harsh warning made Ma Yang shudder violently. He stammered, "I-I don't want to die... Since I can live, w-why would I lie... I really don't know who she is, only that she has long hair, her face mostly covered, and wearing sunglasses. Every time she meets me, she's dressed like that."
Lou Ming's eyes narrowed, and the dangerous aura quickly spread.
Ma Yang shivered and suddenly remembered something. He raised his voice and quickly said, "But once, I heard her call that woman 'sister.' Yes, that's right, 'sister.' She called the dead woman 'sister…'
Lou Ming was incredulous: "What did you say?"
