She sighed, "In any case, I'd rather see him punished while he is alive. Once he's dead, he'll know nothing-even if dogs were to consume his ashes. Fang Haichuan wouldn't be aware of it either."
"He did face retribution when he was alive," Gu Junzhu stroked her cheek and said: "How do you think he got his heart disease? It was because of all the guilty deeds he'd done, unending worries, always on edge, that's how he got it. He was only in his sixties and the average lifespan now is in the seventies. If he hadn't committed so many sins, he could've at least lived for another decade. This is as good as his own conscience meting out his death sentence."
Ye Xingbei smirked, "Did he even have a conscience? I didn't see it."
