Jiang Yu smiled faintly. She squatted down and picked up the blade on the ground with her long fingers. She frowned disdainfully when she saw the blood on it.
She stood up and turned to Fu Chen with a smile, ""Yingluo is still too kind. It's better to kill this kind of person. Leaving him alive will always be a disaster. Anyway, these people were people who added blood to the knife's edge, weren't they? If he's killed, then so be it. "
Her expression didn't change at all when she said these words.
It was as if human lives were no different from ants in her eyes.
Jiang Yu looked at Fu Shang with a half-smile and said half-jokingly, ""Yingluo won't blame me for being cruel, right?"
Fu Shang was stunned for two seconds, then he glanced at the body on the ground and said, ""Why would I? They are people who deserve to die. I should thank you."
Jiang Yu finally smiled in satisfaction. The smile on his face seemed more vivid, and the smile in his eyes was more genuine.
