Delusional

"Your Blood-eyed Bone Wolf will definitely remember her. Bring it along, if you don't trust me," Qing Lingyan said airily. 

"Why are you telling me all this?" The woman asked cautiously. 

"Because I hate that despicable person! She took my Qingjue from me, and I want her to die! I want her to die without a grave, so she'll never get reincarnated!" A vicious hatred flashed in Qing Lingyan's eyes. Although she was wearing a face veil, her twisted features could clearly be seen. 

The woman stared at Qing Lingyan and eventually nodded. What kind of hatred was needed to be this crazy? She did not doubt Qing Lingyan's words at all, but she also did not know that the hatred and vengeance of this young maiden was nothing more than the delusions of a one-sided love. Even if she knew, it did not matter, because vengeance had already filled the depths of her heart.

"Let's go, take me there," the woman said to Qing Lingyan hoarsely.