Chu Heng gently shook his head, staring at her face. His gaze made the already unwell woman's face slightly change, as she glared at him viciously: "Kill me or torture me, do as you please. You have falsely accused my Southern Border people, and it won't be long before the entire world knows."
"Even now, you can't stop throwing mud?" Xiao Tianhao reached out and clamped the woman's chin directly, applying pressure until her chin turned red.
The woman wanted to spit, but with her chin clamped, she couldn't move at all, only resentment filled her eyes.
"Check her face," Chu Heng suddenly said.
There was a fleeting moment of panic in the woman's eyes.
Xiao Tianhao was focused on the interrogation and didn't notice the brief change in the woman's expression.
"Her face?" Xiao Tianhao found it somewhat odd, jokingly said, "Could she have disguised herself?"
Chu Heng raised an eyebrow: "Check and you'll know."
