Jiang Ying stared at Feng Tianlan. His red eyes were filled with hatred. "Shen Qingdai, you will die a horrible death!" he said.
After hearing what Jiang Ying said, Feng Tianlan laughed in a mocking manner, as if she had just heard a hilarious joke. "That's right. I did die a horrible death. If I hadn't died a horrible death in my previous life, all of this wouldn't have happened."
When she experienced all of these things while in the dungeon in her previous life, she had also been filled with anger. She, too, had yelled at him angrily and cursed him, hoping for him to die horribly.
Now that these words were coming out of his mouth, she thought that the phrase 'die a horrible death' sounded rather cute. This must be the thrill of getting her revenge. Her three years of perseverance and waiting weren't wasted at all.
"Lord Jiang, continue." Feng Tianlan lowered her head and looked at Lord Jiang coldly.
