The final tone of his voice sent shivers down people's spines.
He Wen stopped chanting the spell, and the cat demon's pain gradually subsided. She was covered in cold sweat, but still managed to say, "No, I was afraid someone would see and ruin your plans."
He Wen slightly bent down, lifting her chin. "Sang Wan, you really do think for me."
Meeting his gaze, Sang Wan shivered. "You are my husband; I should."
However, the gentle He Wen from moments ago suddenly turned fierce, slapping Sang Wan across the face and saying grimly, "But when I asked you to kill a few people, why didn't you listen? Do you know you almost ruined my trip for nothing?"
Sang Wan's cheek instantly swelled, burning with pain. She shrank back, evidently quite afraid of this person.
Her eyes reddened, pleading, "Husband, you've already earned a lot of money this time. Can you stop doing these things in the future..."
She didn't want to kill people and extract their hearts anymore.