Liang Shujun raised his eyebrows and gestured towards Fang Lanshan with his hand. Fang Lanshan was astonished. "A coffin?" she thought, and then, she glanced at the women who had been subdued. Was it possible that she had disrupted these people’s scheme? However, since the culprits had been captured, they had to be taken back. Fang Lanshan ordered the coffin to be opened, and soon after, the sound of retching filled the air. The government officers responsible for opening it caught one glimpse inside the coffin before they ran off. With great haste, they moved away and doubled over, vomiting intensely. Fang Lanshan, curious, tiptoed for a better look. Afterward, her face also turned ghastly pale and flushed with changing colors — purple, red, white — a complete array really, until at last she covered her mouth, unable to suppress a dry heave. It was truly revolting! Curiosity killed the cat, perhaps? He Su was pulled out of the coffin. The knife that had been embedded in her stomach had been removed. Clutching the wound on her abdomen, she rushed toward the bound women from The Outside with a pale, angry face. "Bitches! Bitches!" she screamed, pummeling and kicking them. Even just one such experience was enough to be etched in her memory for a lifetime. How dare these people treat her with such disdain? On what grounds! In the end, these women were nothing but Pei Yu’s dogs! When it came to status, she, He Su, despite everything, was still Pei Yu’s wife — far more noble than any of them!! Fang Lanshan and the others looked pale as they watched the scene without interference. It was just a case of dog-eat-dog after all, and besides, He Su’s current state was... revolting!! Fang Lanshan felt as though she might develop a psychological scar from the sight. Once He Su had vented enough, Fang Lanshan rubbed her stomach and said, "Hurry up, we’ve already wasted enough time catching these people. Tie her up, let’s go back!" The rest looked at each other reluctantly, but ultimately, someone braced themselves to approach He Su through the nausea. Now that she had calmed down, He Su realized the gravity of her situation. Even though she had been dragged out of the coffin by that group, she was, after all, a woman charged with crimes. "Wife, shall we go back?" Just then, she heard a voice and froze, "Phoenix Blood..." Suddenly, she seemed to forget everything, as if she could only see the man in red. But the man had his back to her, holding onto someone else’s shoulder, walking towards a horse. He then tenderly helped a petite girl onto the horse and, from beginning to end, never once looked back at her. "Phoenix Blood, wait!!" He Su, as if driven mad, rushed toward Liang Shujun. "I love you! Why can’t you look at me just once? Why not? I just love you!!" Shujun paused, his back still turned to He Su, but his handsome face twisted as if he was thoroughly disgusted. He looked completely uninterested and without turning around, he coldly said, "Liang has no fortune to enjoy such sentiments! Furthermore, Liang already has a wife. I hope you will conduct yourself with dignity!" "No! If it weren’t for Pei Yu... you would be my man; you should be mine! It’s all Pei Yu’s fault; she’s a thief; she took advantage of me! If not for Pei Yu, if not for... you should be with me!" Liang Shujun was at the end of his patience, his icy gaze suddenly piercing towards He Su.