Hearing what Hel said, the anger on Yan Yun's face grew even fiercer.
"A despicable scoundrel who betrays his charge."
"Just hearing your voice makes one's stomach turn."
"Scum that disregards all decency for money, dreaming of a life of ease and getting rich—you filthy vermin only deserve to die in the dirty sewers!"
Yan Yun cursed harshly.
However, there wasn't a trace of anger on Hel's face.
"Of course, I will die, but you certainly won't live to see that day," Hel pointed at Yan Yun as he spoke.
"I can't be bothered to watch, come on, kill me."
Actually, the moment she was captured on the deck, Yan Yun had been prepared to die.
A gang of bandits hijacking a cruise ship would definitely deal with the security first.
But these people had many chances to kill her and yet they hadn't, which made their intentions quite clear.
It wasn't until she saw Hel that Yan Yun became even more certain of their plans.
Hel had always been interested in her.
