Chapter 100 The Poison’s Borne So Deep, It’s A Dead-End
- “Tang Jing.”
- When the man called out for her, his voice was brisk and decisive like a gust of bellowing wind coming to a sudden halt; it felt forbidding and chilly. Tang Jing smiled with her eyes rimmed-red. “Young Master Bo.”
- She finally had the courage to face him head on.