"Then shall I help you kill that old monk to get revenge for you?" Chen Feng wiped away the tears still hanging on her cheek as he spoke.
"Yes."
Lin Xinru answered without hesitation, but she quickly realized what she had said.
"Wha... What? Kill... kill him? No, don't, husband, don't kill people. Just teach him a lesson, let him know he's wrong, that would be enough."
After all, Lin Xinru was a girl, and she was one who had received higher education. She had always lived an ordinary life; killing was a terrifying concept to her.
Chen Feng chuckled. He was only teasing her. In fact, when he saw that Lin Xinru and Wei Yushuang were unharmed, his desire to kill had already faded. Although Lin Xinru had some injuries, none were serious. Otherwise, Chen Feng would have already slaughtered everyone at Lingyin Temple.
