"How come, can't bear to see him die?" Yun Shangyuan glared at her irritably.
This wasn't jealousy, it was anger. He was angry that she was still soft-hearted.
"It's not that, if he dies, how am I supposed to take him away? You know, corpses are very heavy."
"…If you want convenience, you could just chop off his head."
Feng Yueya's mouth twitched.
Just thinking about beheading was terrifying.
Decapitation was something Feng Yueya certainly wouldn't do.
So, Yun Shangyuan had to condescend to chop off Wang Gui's head and then wrap it in Wang Gui's clothes.
However, along the way, it was Feng Yueya who carried the head…
Because of this, she felt nauseated all day and couldn't eat.
They didn't wait until the next day; that very night, they went straight to the branch of the Dark Government and handed over the head; Feng Yueya received a reward of one hundred taels.
"Why so little?" Holding the money bag, Feng Yueya complained discontentedly.