Once again, the previous calmness that she regained was thrown to the dust again by an irrelevant person. Once again, someone dared to speak to her about her unspeakable past.
With a deathly cold voice, Peng Mingzhu spoke clearly while emphasizing every word, "Since you're so curious, then naturally, I'm more than willing to answer."
"Does Miss Guo remember when Luo Xing said he had never done something that he would regret in the future?" Peng Mingzhu slowly started out, as though to lay out a step by step instruction. "Remember my answer to Mo Yuanjun's answer? Killing."
"Would you like to know who it is I killed despite knowing that I would regret it?" Peng Mingzhu continued to speak in a tempting, but threatening voice. "While we're at this point, would Miss Guo also be interested in knowing who I begged for help?"
