Shen Taoyuan's face was filled with panic. She felt an overwhelming murderous intent enveloping her, as if she were trapped in an icy cavern in the Siberian Arctic, the cold piercing through her bones!
"I don't want to hear your excuses, nor do I want your explanation. Hand over the item, or I'll take your life!"
Ye Huan was thoroughly fed up with this woman and naturally showed her no kindness.
However, he quickly sensed something was amiss!
This woman was not Shen Taoyuan!
Though her figure and appearance were identical to Shen Taoyuan's, there was a subtle difference in her aura. The seductive charm she exuded seemed contrived, unlike Shen Taoyuan's innate allure!
This woman was the maid who always stayed by Shen Taoyuan's side!
Ye Huan's eyes narrowed sharply, and he sternly asked, "Where is your mistress?"
Upon hearing this, Little Yuan's already pale face changed dramatically: "You... what are you talking about? I... I really don't understand."
"Don't understand?"
