"Yeah! I fucking want to die, what are you hesitating for? Kill me already!"
Mu En pointed to his forehead, his face filled with a lifeless rage as he roared.
"What are you waiting for? Waiting for the drug to take effect and watch me die? You're not some psychological freak like Xu Juan, are you?"
"And that Xu Xinyi, spoiled and willful, kills someone abroad and insists it was an intruder in her villa!"
"You wouldn't happen to especially enjoy toying with people who deserve it, so that even if you tortured someone to death, you wouldn't have to take responsibility?"
...
Mu En went on and on, without stopping.
Wu Jie didn't make a sound, not uttering a word.
After a while, Mu En began to falter.
His head was spinning, his body trembling.
The sensation was akin to severe motion sickness, nauseous and dizzy, the world spinning around him.
"You... you fucking drugged me! Bastard... I won't... even as a ghost..."
