Seeking death! A surge of anger rose in Zhang Ziwen, this crazy woman still dared to talk tough after all this time, openly displaying her hatred. Feeling provoked, Zhang's eyes narrowed with lethal intent: "You seem not to value your life very much... really want me to oblige you?" Zhang Ziwen's tone was casual, but there was an indescribable chill to it—a sign that he was about to make a harsh move. To show mercy to such an unrepentant enemy was to cross himself.
"Exactly, oblige me, do it..." Li Sisi's gaze held a hint of scorn, sadness, despair, but not a trace of fear or attachment to life. Her complex expression was fleeting.
