“What an ugly way to die. But… I like it!”2

A beautiful woman smiled faintly at the photographic jade in her hand. Her skintight armor barely contained her sinuous curves, every movement exuding an intoxicating blend of danger and allure. She was beautiful, but not in an orthodox sense. Her beauty seemed more demonic, enthralling, and perilous.1

Her hair and eyes gleamed with a red, devilish glow. They were like the eyes of a fiend, impossible to meet directly. She was clearly enjoying the gruesome sight of Bing Yi’s corpse recorded in the photographic jade.0

“Mistress Xue Ying, now that Bing Yi is dead, don’t you want to take a look at the...2