The little monkey's face turned angry: "My aunt isn't dead." Xiaoqi couldn't cover his little mouth in time.
The woman's expression changed in the darkness, then an eerie voice slipped from her lips: "Are you — Gu Nuan's son?"
"I know who you are now. You're that toad from my dad's words, the blind toad, dreaming of eating swan meat—Su Yixia—"
"Shut up!" Su Yixia's hands gripped the iron bars of the prison. She gripped them tightly, making the bars rattle like crazy. Anyone could imagine that her fury at that moment was enough to make her want to kill the little monkey regardless of consequences.
Xiaoqi held the child tightly, using her finger to press against the excited little monkey's lips.
After fiercely shaking the bars, Su Yixia let out a chilly laugh: "Yes. You'll soon be fed to the little crocodiles, blind auntie will tell you, child, what's your name? In the future, blind auntie will light incense for you."
The little monkey snorted: Only a fool would tell you.
