Huanhuan nodded in agreement.
The prophet said, "Xing Chen is not easy to deal with. Not only is he strong, but he's also extreme in his ways. If you anger him, he'll probably destroy your body."
To Xing Chen, he would rather destroy her than give away what he liked.
Huanhuan's face was filled with worry. "Then what should I do?"
"You can't use force against Xing Chen. You have to use soft tactics."
Huanhuan was slightly stunned. "What do you mean?"
"I'll help you create an opportunity to get close to Xing Chen. After you're resurrected, you have to help me do something."
"What is it?"
"After you're resurrected, you have to find a way to gain Xing Chen's trust and kill him."
Huanhuan: "…"
The prophet said it casually, but it was like a thunderclap in Huanhuan's ears, scaring her.
She pointed at her nose in disbelief. "You want me to kill Xing Chen? How is that possible?!"
"You have to believe in yourself."
