8

8

The relatives surrounded me completely.

"Dear niece, does it still hurt? We were being foolish just now! Sorry for that, please forgive us and don't take it personally!"

Uncle squatted in front of me, pretending to touch the wound on my cheekbone with false sincerity.

Just moments ago, they were calling me a bastard, and now they're addressing me as dear niece, huh.

I looked at his hypocritical face, feeling a wave of nausea, and turned my head to avoid his hand.

Uncle sensed my disgust, chuckled awkwardly a few times, and then started speaking again.

"After all, we are family, you can't just watch us die, right?"

"As long as you are willing to save us, we'll immediately help you deal with the old man's corpse! Right?"

Uncle gave the others a meaningful look, and they nodded vigorously.

"Yes, yes, yes! As long as we survive, we'll definitely help you deal with the corpse together!"