[Do you want him dead?]
Suddenly, a voice drifted through the air.
[Do you really want him dead?]
"I do!" Zhan Jingmo replied without hesitation, "How could I not want him dead? Only when he is dead will they see my existence..."
[Then let me help you, how about it?]
"Help me? How will you help me?"
[Of course, by helping you kill him... How about it, I'll help you kill him without anyone knowing!]
What?!
Really going to kill Zhan Jingshu?!
Zhan Jingmo broke out in a cold sweat: "Who, who is talking to me?"
He was just venting, not intending to really kill. Who was talking to him just now? Could it be someone sent by his elder brother to find him?
Trouble!
Elder brother will definitely kill him!
He had sobered up a bit after vomiting, and now thinking about his pitiful situation, he sobered up even more.