Chapter 81. Resentment

The stench of char burned my nostrils; every face bore a twisted expression of resentment.

Only now did Sakura Yuki understand what Beichuan Si had meant by his earlier remark, "Let them solve your problem."

This was a grudge that spanned a decade, a towering dense black malevolence, which even Beichuan Si couldn't help but frown upon.

"Mr. Beichuan," a voice sounded from behind Beichuan Si.

When Beichuan Si turned his head to look, he saw Sakura Yuki behind him, her black dress half-stained with blood.

Her complexion was deathly pale, her originally unblemished eyes had turned a demonic red, and wisps of black air were emerging from her body.

In the end, Sakura Yuki had chosen this path.

Transfiguration into an evil spirit.

"I have kept the promise," Beichuan Si said.

He wasn't at all surprised by the appearance of Sakura Yuki behind him.

Because it was Beichuan Si who had brought her from the library.