"Is it really that easy to kill a person?" Lily shifted her gaze towards Zhuo Jingren as she wrapped the sheet around her naked body.
"Why are you talking about this while you're naked with me?" he asked, mirth apparent in his voice.
"I'm serious," Lily said. "I know this isn't the right time to talk about it but I think… I won't be able to sleep without knowing the answer to my question. I mean… I'm not a saint, but I always… tried to avoid causing anyone's death. I find it… I don't know. Killing innocents is…"
"They were not innocents. No one is," Zhuo Jingren clarified. He sighed as he realised that his blunt and detached comments left Lily speechless. "Two hundred and thirteen people," he uttered, sending Lily's eyebrow flying towards her hairline. Was he going to tell her about himself? This was actually the first time that Lily heard him talk about this. To be exact, it was the first time that he'd ever opened up about his life.
