"Si Yehan! You'll get your retribution! Don't think that I don't know! Second, third, fourth… Even sixth and seventh brothers… all died in your hands… I'm telling grandma… I'm telling all the elders in the Si family… they won't let you off… they'll never let you off…"
The man was already incapable of walking. He kept shouting insanely while crawling forward bit by bit.
Si Yehan didn't stop him; he simply watched in silence as the man struggled in vain with his last breath.
The man had already crawled to the door and reached out to open it…
At that moment, a white shadow pounced over at lightning speed. The malicious tiger bit down on the man's neck instantly.
His neck was as crooked as a kite with a broken string and his blood spewed all over the living room like a flower blossoming, accompanied by the crackling sounds of the tiger gnawing on the bones…
This scene was far too horrifying, even for the Ye Wanwan who had lived two lives.
