"I despise being threatened the most. And yet, you dare use the people I love most to threaten me? You deserve to die." Xie Ling's cold and sinister gaze fixed upon Wu Lan.
Just as Xie Ling strained to drag Wu Lan's obese body, attempting to shove her into the well, the basement door was suddenly kicked open with a loud "Bang."
When she saw who barged in, Xie Ling's legs weakened, and she collapsed directly onto the floor.
Soon after, the previously motionless Wu Lan, who resembled a dead pig, suddenly rolled away like a ball several meters from Xie Ling's feet.
"Qiao Ran, you're not dead? You orchestrated this entire act with Wu Lan to trick me?" Xie Ling stared at Qiao Ran, who had rushed into the basement, alongside Wu Lan, now rolled beside his feet. Her realization hit like a thunderbolt, and she gritted her teeth as she questioned.