Die a horrible death...
These four words suddenly made Ling Weixuan think of the way those three men struggled before they died. She still remembered, when large gushes of blood poured out from their bodies, how exhilarating it felt!
Yes, it was exhilarating!
Those people, only by dying, did they contribute to society, right?
But, the reason those people came to such horrible ends was because of the monstrous deeds they did, so why should I die a horrible death?
Ling Weixuan completely disbelieved Gu Sitian's words, so she smiled and glanced at Gu Sitian, whose eyes were swollen from crying, and arrogantly said, "Die a horrible death? Ha! I'm really looking forward to it..."
"Ling Weixuan, you'll pay for this, you won't have a good end."
The same old words, what a lack of creativity, Ling Weixuan thought to herself. Even if she really didn't have a good end one day, she wouldn't be going to hell alone.
