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Yan Xiaosi was not a bodhisattva. If she was, she would not have caused such a disaster to the town. She wanted to make her benevolent with a few tears, right?

Yan Xiaosi was unmoved as she looked at Ghost Mother kneeling in front of her. With someone backing her up, she put on airs. "I…"

She originally wanted to say Miss, but when the words reached her lips, she realized that something was wrong. She had an idea and said, "I'll give you a chance to confess. Remember, you only have one chance. You better think carefully before answering."

Ghost Mother looked at Yan Xiaosi and then at the Demon Lord guarding behind him like a demon god. In an instant, she understood that this seemingly innocent young man had already discovered that she and Heng were hiding something from them.