Ling Yue observed the mother and son from the side, unable to understand why they had come to such a point of animosity, to the extent of wishing each other dead.
"Xia'er, since you don't like him, I'll kill him for you, so you won't have to worry about it in the future." Ling Yue urged.
Xia Ji closed her eyes slightly, then released Su Yu's neck and struck him on the head with her palm, causing him to instantly faint.
She stood quietly for about a quarter of an hour before she seemed to make a decision, and said, "Kill him!"
Perhaps, killing him would bring peace of mind.
Without this thorn in her side, perhaps she would feel much relieved.
