Four Seas Restaurant, Yao Qing's private courtyard.
Main Hall.
Linglong sat at the head seat, her face stern, her eyes cold as ice.
Yao Qing stood awkwardly below the hall.
Originally, she was Linglong's elder, but now she seemed like a younger generation who had made a mistake, too afraid to raise her head.
She sneaked a glance at Linglong, forced a smile and said, "Linglong, it's been years since we last met, you've grown into a fine lady, and even more beautiful."
Linglong didn't keep Yao Qing waiting for long.
She ignored Yao Qing's flattery and said, "Do you admit your guilt?"
Yao Qing opened her mouth, the words reached her lips, but she couldn't speak.
Yao Qing and the hero's mother were two sisters, an illegitimate offshoot of the Yao Race, nameless and without status, abandoned by other families.
The Yao Race excelled at manipulation, to them everything had value, including the illegitimate offspring.
