"That's correct, Big Brother," Duoduo slowly lifted her head.
Those eyes, originally clear as water, always twinkling with innocence and naivety, were now filled with a fervent and manic flame:
"—My dad and mom killed me, and in turn, I also killed them... This is fair, I don't feel there's anything wrong with it."
"That's right," Su Ming'an said, "You're absolutely right; it's all Boss Rabbit's fault."
Yu Ruohuo's gaze became somewhat peculiar; she detected obvious sarcasm in Su Ming'an's tone of voice.
Meeting evil with evil... There never was such a thing as innocence. That was his thought.
"As for the final point," Su Ming'an said, "The unpalatable mushrooms, having been eaten by many, are probably the so-called colorless mushroom virus antidote. And the tasty mushrooms should be the perfect purple vaccine made from your blood..."
