Su Qinglan decided to visit her "mother," Mu Lihua, before heading down to the females of the lion tribe.
She wanted to check her condition and see if the woman was ready to confess the truth about her birth. With Hu Yan following her, she made her way to the tree where Mu Lihua was being held.
She expected to find the woman crying, throwing a tantrum, or perhaps starving and exhausted.
But when she walked inside, the scene was entirely different. Mu Lihua was lying there comfortably, looking quite well-rested. There was no sign of suffering at all.
Mu Lihua opened her eyes and looked at Su Qinglan with a cold sneer. "Oh, my dear daughter is back. What brings you here?" she asked, trying to act normal.
Su Qinglan felt a wave of disgust. She looked around the house and noticed small signs that Mu Lihua had been well-fed. "Who has been helping you?" she asked sharply, her smile disappearing.
Mu Lihua laughed, a harsh and grating sound.
"Does my innocent daughter think I only have those three beast husbands of mine to rely on? I have others who help me in dire situations. Not everyone is heartless like you."
Mu Lihua sat up, her eyes filled with hatred. "I gave birth to you, yet you tied your own mother up like this. You were born a heartless child. I knew from the start you were like this, which is why I could never love you. You deserve whatever bad things come your way for treating your mother like a prisoner."
Su Qinglan’s expression turned even more disgusted. She realized Mu Lihua was lying about having many supporters, but she was definitely hiding something. There were clearly people in the tribe who were helping this woman.
"Enjoy your life while you can, ’Mother.’ " Su Qinglan said coldly. "I know the truth is hidden somewhere, and I will find it. You should warn your hidden supporters too. Once I find them, they will face the same consequences as you."
Mu Lihua’s sneer didn’t fade. "If you can find them, I would truly applaud you," she challenged.
Su Qinglan leaned in, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "You won’t reveal the truth to me? Fine. I’ll just bring my father, Su Mingxuan, here. I’ll tell him everything I suspect and let him handle the investigation."
At the mention of Su Mingxuan, Mu Lihua’s face finally flickered with fear. She became visibly flustered.
"You wouldn’t dare! There is nothing to tell! Why can’t you believe me? I am your mother!"
"You are just creating trouble for me and your father. Who told you this nonsense that you aren’t my daughter? If I didn’t give birth to you, what other woman would have? Have you lost your mind?"
Su Qinglan noticed the panic in Mu Lihua’s eyes. The mention of her father was clearly a huge weakness.
"Very well, Mother. Let’s see what the truth is," she said before turning on her heel and leaving with Hu Yan.
She really doesn’t want to waste her breath on this woman; it seems this woman is not simple, nor is her past. She has to plan before taking action.
But first her mission is more important; she would face this bitch later.
Once Su Qinglan was gone, Mu Lihua’s bravado vanished. She clenched her hands into fists, her heart racing.
"No, no... if Su Mingxuan finds out and starts digging into the past, I am doomed," she thought desperately.
She had been confident before, but if the tribe leader started suspecting her, she wouldn’t be able to hide the truth for long. She looked toward the door, her anxiety growing. Where was that "old witch doctor," and why is he still not back?
Mu Lihua had sent a message to the witch doctor who has gone to the Black Temple, asking him to come as soon as possible to deal with Su Qinglan.


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