"Since childhood, I've always been like this. Don't you understand me very well?"
Situ Hao laughed, but his laughter was chilling, worse than crying.
"Situ Hao, do you know why Xiaolian and I fear you so much?"
Luo Qianxun didn't care if she provoked Situ Hao, her voice sharp and incisive, "That night, Xiaolian came to find me. We never thought we would witness you commit a murder. That was a real human life, and you took it right in front of us, as casually as if you were slaughtering a pig. We two hid under the table, clamping our lips shut out of fear, but you found us."
"I spared you two."
Situ Hao's indifferent attitude exasperated Luo Qianxun, "Situ Hao, you threatened me with Xiaolian's life. No matter who speaks out, you will kill her. We had to keep this a secret."
"This case is already past its detection period; it's been swept under the rug."
Situ Hao shook his head, smiling, "Even if you spoke up now, you would not be able to touch me."
"I know."
