Huarong looked at Yu Linglong, who was kneeling on the ground.
Her gaze finally landed on her face.
It was an extremely beautiful face, but her entire demeanor was utterly repulsive.
A complete waste of a good face.
"I wonder if this face is still useful."
Therefore, she wasn't sure if she should kill her now.
Originally, she just wanted to see how beautiful Chu Qianli's face truly was.
Yu Linglong held no great value to her.
She was a good-for-nothing.
Now that she had seen it, it was nothing but pretty, utterly useless, and not even as radiant as the ugly girl's face now.
Having seen it, she was very disappointed, and keeping her held little meaning.
Yu Linglong finally understood. This Venerable Master truly intended to kill her.
It wasn't a killing for the sake of killing; after all, there was no killing intent in the Venerable Master's eyes.
She simply felt that Yu Linglong was superfluous, so she might as well kill her!
Yu Linglong's heart pounded with fear, and she stammered, "Venerable... Venerable Master... I... I am still useful, I am useful..."
"Oh?" Huarong raised an eyebrow, staring at her. "What use are you?"
"My medical skills are excellent. I... I am Wu Chenzi's disciple..."
Before Yu Linglong could finish speaking, Huarong burst into unrestrained laughter.
"Heh, are you truly Wu Chenzi's disciple?"
The sharp gaze she cast made Yu Linglong tremble all over, and she didn't know how to respond to the question.
She was intimidated by Huarong's cold and disdainful gaze.
But she was not willing to give up: "I... I am naturally Wu Chenzi's disciple. Everyone in the entire imperial city knows this..."
But why did she feel so guilty in front of this Venerable Master?
Could it be that this Venerable Master knew Wu Chenzi?
But that wasn't right. During the time she followed Wu Chenzi, she had never seen Wu Chenzi meet any strange people.
"Wu Chenzi has no disciples."
Huarong's words were very certain.
"How... how is that possible?" Yu Linglong's heart trembled with fear, and her voice began to shake.
But she still tried to remain calm: "I... I am truly Wu Chenzi's disciple. Otherwise, my medical skills... yes, my medical skills, I learned them all from Wu Chenzi! My medical skills are excellent."
"Your medical skills were merely learned by secretly peeking at Wu Chenzi's medical texts."
Huarong looked at her as if she were a superfluous piece of trash.
"You were just an orphan Wu Chenzi picked up on the road. He took pity on you and gave you a way out, but only to be a serving maid."
A disciple? She really knew how to elevate herself!
Huarong disdained, "That year, he was severely injured and on the verge of death. Yet, the maid by his side vanished without a trace... Heh!"
She stared at Yu Linglong, examining her closely. She couldn't discern her appearance from when she was a young girl.
Moreover, now that she was wearing Chu Qianli's face, it was even harder to tell anything.
"You wicked woman, with your corrupt heart, Wu Chenzi gave you a new life, yet when he was spitting blood and dying, you not only abandoned him but also stole his medical texts and forbidden techniques..."
"No! It's not like that! It's not like that! I didn't, I..."
"Whether you did or not, you know it best yourself."
"I... I..."
Yu Linglong's face turned ashen with fear: "Who are you? Who exactly are you? What is your relationship with Wu Chenzi?"
Why did she know?
Where was Wu Chenzi? Could it be that Wu Chenzi wasn't dead yet?
Who was this terrifying woman?