Jiang Muwan could only find it absurdly humorous that a murderer had the audacity to come up to her and speak as though not knowing murder was a crime.
Although Jiang Wei had indirectly approved of Jiang Muwan's handling of the old woman, she didn't want any killing happening in her own house. She stepped forward, her slender fingers landing on Jiang Muwan's wrist, and looked at her as she said each word clearly, "No one can die here."
Perhaps because Jiang Muwan understood, she gave Jiang Wei a bit of face.
Releasing her grip, she shoved the old thing against the wall with a loud thud, then spoke fiercely with anger, "For her sake, I'll let you off this time."
Did she really let her off?
What a foolish thought.
She figured there would be plenty of time in the future, no rush for this moment.
Instead of killing, she preferred to torture a person bit by bit.
Saying so, she bent down and snatched the person's phone from their pocket.
