“Ah…” Nan Wanyin instinctively cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her snarled with fury——,Nán Wǎn Yān's memories fused, the pain intensifying. Just as her consciousness was about to dissipate, she heard the man sneer and utter his final words:,Air flowed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched up a large pool of blood, then half-collapsed by the edge of the bathtub, breathing heavily.。