"No, don't waste your strength anymore. You still need to preserve your inner strength to escape. Don't die, or I will be even more heartbroken. I'm going down to accompany my sister. You don't need to grieve."
Stewart Scarlett noticed that tears were flowing from the corner of Ling Xiao's eyes. At that moment, she felt that even in death, it was worth it.
"I'm not grieving. I'm furious. How can there be such shameless people in this world, such a shameless Sect?"
Ling Xiao suddenly turned his head, his expression twisted as he stared at Seng Li and the others. He said, word by word: "Since I was young, I've encountered many despicable people, but you... truly stand out among them all. It's one thing to falsely accuse me, after all, we are enemies.
But to falsely accuse your enemy by going to such lengths as to kill the outstanding disciples of your own Sect—and not even just once!
I really want to dissect your hearts to see if they've all turned black."
