This is all An Jiuyue's fault! I must make An Jiuyue die with me!
"Where's An Jiuyue? Why didn't she come? Is she too afraid to come? She doesn't even dare to save her son. That black-hearted woman! I knew she was a wicked person!"
Wang Xing'er criticized her happily and even began giggling.
She was not afraid of anything—she had Qian Yirong! They would have to do whatever she wanted them to do!
"Go and call An Jiuyue here. I want her to watch as I cut her son into pieces! Thrilling, right?"
An Jiuyue, still hiding behind the tree, clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.
"Master, what do we do now?" Wei Na was worried too.
That woman is a lunatic! Who knows when she'll really start attacking Rong'er?
"I can't cut her into pieces, but I can let her bleed to death." An Jiuyue closed her eyes and retrieved a silver handgun from her space.
