But now, one of Orisha's hands was almost pressed against her face, the foul smell and the rotten skin constantly stimulating her senses. Just thinking of Orisha's screams at the moment of death, the last trace of blood on Xiya's face was gradually fading away.
"What Orisha? I don't understand what you're talking about." Xiya, using the last bit of her rationality, gritted her teeth and faced the man in front of her.
Ye Che, on the other hand, appeared calm and unruffled. He clearly anticipated that Xiya would completely deny everything.
"Don't understand? Do you need me to show you the calls and messages between you and Orisha? Or do you want to personally confront that deliveryman?"
After hearing this, Xiya knew that everything she had done was exposed, and trying to cover it up was futile.
So, even though Xiya was very panicked inside, her expression gradually became calm: "What do you want?"
