"Y-You... aren't you afraid Female Mother will blame you?"
The vines snaked up Ao Yun's ankle. She shrieked, "I'm still Female Mother's daughter right now! If you kill me, aren't you afraid she'll blame you?!"
Yu An was unmoved. "But you aren't Female Mother's child."
'Before, for Female Mother's sake, she could have forgiven Ao Yun for some harmless antics. But now? Why should she let go of one of the culprits who tore her family apart?'
"But Female Mother doesn't know," Ao Yun threatened, her gaze fierce. "Until Female Mother gets her memory back, I am her daughter!"
"Is that so?"
As if by magic, Yu An produced a recording pen and pressed play. A voice that Ao Yun couldn't be more familiar with rang out: "I'm truly not Female Mother's child..."
Ao Yun's face changed drastically. "You—"
Yu An put the recorder away. "Well, that takes care of your worry. Now, to take care of you."
