Xun Tianhai and the others hadn't heard of anything unusual about Wu Jianhan's wife.
Thinking about it, Xun Tianhai couldn't help but ask, "How did you end up like this? Where is Wu Jianhan?"
He Ruomei's eyes were left with only a black iris, and upon hearing this, she appeared slow and sorrowful.
She mumbled, lowered her head as if resigning to fate, and hoarsely said, "I killed him, he harmed me too, it's even now, all even..."
Xun Tianhai was shocked upon hearing this, "Wu Jianhan is dead?"
He Ruomei gave a bitter smile, "Yes, dead, I killed him with my own hands..."
"You...weren't you at home? Our people went to your house to look for you, where are they?" Xun Tianhai pursued further.
He Ruomei suddenly smiled, and the minced flesh at the corner of her mouth immediately fell off.
Seeing the fallen minced flesh, she suddenly restrained all expression, fearing her flesh would continue to fall.
