Go Die, Just Like You Lived

Wuqiong Bi finished eating the bun. She then raised her head to Chen Changsheng and Xuanyuan Po, and asked a question.

"All of you say that I'm a bad person, and I will continue to be a bad person, and what can any of you do about it?"

There was no emotion on her face as she said this, but her eyes were filled with derision and disdain.

Xuanyuan Po said nothing. Chen Changsheng said nothing.

Wuqiong Bi suddenly became angry, sternly shouting, "Are neither of you afraid that I'll cut off Guan Bai's other arm once I've recovered!"

Chen Changsheng remained silent, but Xuanyuan Po asked in disbelief, "How could someone like you be so awful?"

Wuqiong Bi was very satisfied with his response. "No matter how awful I was, he still loved me. Is that not okay?"

She gave a satisfied smile.

Her delicate face was ghastly pale and the drips of red oil looked just like blood, making her appearance abnormally cruel and frightening.