"No wonder I haven't seen you for a while. So this is where you've been," Yu Nianzhao stepped into the courtyard, and as soon as her foot touched the ground, she knew something was amiss.
She flicked her finger, and Wei Zhao broke free from under the locust tree, quickly floating behind Yu Nianzhao.
"So the Soul-locking Array is here. How deep must the hatred be to suppress someone's spirit in the place where you dwell!"
She walked forward two more steps, and black mist rose from the ground.
Xie Yunzhe heard her words, his face darkening, "Are you saying the Soul-locking Array you mentioned earlier is right here in this courtyard?"
"Correct!"
"The Soul-locking Array was set by my mother, to trap a vengeful spirit?"
"Obviously!"
