"Why do you have to kill Mei Shu?" Lu Si's gloomy voice sounded like a malevolent spirit crawling out of hell, seeking Su Ling's life.
She chuckled miserably, feeling a rush of blood in her throat, her eyes desperate as they looked at the azure sky. "If your mother's spirit is watching from above, she will certainly see that you want to kill your aunt, to kill her own younger sister. How do you think she would feel?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Si not only had no intention of loosening his grip but rather tightened it around her neck. "If Mother could see, she would surely approve of me killing you!"
"Haha." Su Ling's expression twitched, half-squinting as she laughed for a moment, followed by violent retching. "Lu Si, do you know how ridiculous you sound?"
Lu Si, puzzled, furrowed his brow slightly, easing his grip a bit, signaling her to continue.
