She felt distressed because killing someone weighed heavily on the heart, guilt arose from the sanctity of life, not from an assassin or fear and compromise towards the Liang Family.
Today's assassination attempt was the first, but it definitely wouldn't be the last.
She must become stronger.
To protect herself, to protect her family.
Killing...
Xie Zhinuan looked at the ground, the bloodstains had been thoroughly cleaned, and the aroma of the burning agarwood had dispersed the smell of blood, as if it had never existed.
"Silly girl!"
"Miss..."
Xie Zhinuan looked at the silly girl, "Tell those people to sew up the assassin's corpse and find a place to secretly bury it!"
"..."
The silly girl was puzzled.
But she understood Xie Zhinuan's thoughts.
She could kill chickens, ducks, and fish, but killing people...
Xie Zhinuan took a deep breath.
After all, she couldn't get over this hurdle in her heart.