Lillian Tompson had witnessed the act of killing the donkey after the grinding stone had been removed.
But she never imagined that one day, such an incident would happen to her.
Yet, seeing the words on the note, an inexplicable warmth surged in her heart.
Could this be her last sanctuary in the world?
"Will you kill me?" Lillian Tompson looked at Eliezer Pine.
"No." Eliezer Pine shook her head. "But I haven't decided yet how to deal with you."
Lillian Tompson said nothing, allowing them to bind her tightly, pierce her with three needles, and then send her before Eliezer Pine.
They met again.
But now, their identities had changed.
One was the true master of Demarco Mount, the other a prisoner.
Eliezer Pine kept her word, gave the head to the Ghost Martial Tribe, and left with Elaenor Wood.
Upon exiting the mountains, her cell phone received a confidential report.
Upon reading the text, Eliezer Pine's face turned ashen.
"What happened?" Elaenor Wood asked with concern.
