Seeing that he was now completely trapped, Xu Youzhen decided to abandon all fear.
He stared at Ji Shi, his voice trembling with extreme anger:
"Where is Jiang Yue?! What have you done to her?!"
"Jiang Yue?"
Ji Shi raised an eyebrow, pretending to ponder, then suddenly realized, revealing a cruel and mocking smile, "Oh... you mean that lucky one?"
He waved his hand casually.
Two Divine Tiger Clan people violently dragged a figure forward and threw her to the ground.
Jiang Yue's upper body clothes were now almost shreds, barely covering her, her skin covered with crossed scars and bruises, soaked in dark red blood.
Her face was as pale as paper, her lips cracked, the once lively eyes now empty and lifeless, as if her soul had long been drained, leaving only a broken shell.
Everyone present, whether it was Wu Ying, Xu Youzhen, or other Divine Tiger Clan people, were not fools.
Just one glance was enough to imagine the inhuman torture and humiliation Jiang Yue had endured.
