"But for such a scum to wish Sister dead through marriage, even flaying him alive wouldn't quench my anger!"
An Xuan clenched his fists. If Ji Ruyan hadn't found him still useful, he would have certainly skinned him alive, flayed him, and then used all the torture devices on Ji Dongming to relieve his fury!
Standing calmly in the courtyard with her back to An Xuan, Ji Ruyan spoke faintly, "Flaying him alive would be letting him off too easily."
She would never let Ji Dongming die so effortlessly.
What Ji Dongming cherished most was power and status.
And what she needed to do was strip him of that power, luring him step by step into her own trap.
"Sister, if you ever need me, please tell me! Don't exclude me from everything just because you're worried about my safety."
An Xuan looked at her with pitiful eyes, yearning showing in his gaze.
