C159 A Ghost in the Village

Half a month had passed, and Fangfang was going stir-crazy in her cell. Initially, she thought Xuanniang had perished in the mountains, which filled her with smug satisfaction. But within days, that smugness vanished, replaced by gloom.

Fangfang had hoped Xuanniang would die out there. Even if it wasn’t her own hands that exacted revenge, as long as Xuanniang was dead, she would be happy