Dong Xiyun was really scared, but she did not understand what was happening to her. Was she frightened by what that witch said?
That was why she could see this illusion!
"Young Lady, what are you talking about? Who followed you? Y-You should get on the carriage…" The coachman was so anxious that he stomped his feet.
So many people were watching!
"Y-You should pester him! His skin is rough and his flesh is thick. You know me. I-I'm timid. I'm scared. Leave, Sister. Can you leave? I beg you!" Dong Xiyun begged.
However, the current Dong Yiyun was no longer the person she was when she was alive.
She was still the same person, but with resentment, she was no longer as naive as before.
Even when she saw the fear and nervousness on the face of the person she hated, she could not help but feel a little excited inside.
Her slender fingers poked Dong Yiyun's face.
