Her voice wasn't particularly loud, yet Ma Zhentao shuddered all over.
He glanced at the female ghost, and then at the young household owner who was being held by her bright red tongue, shivering and wishing to faint from fear, and said through gritted teeth, "Of course I have thought it through."
"I admit, your abilities are stronger than mine. But what of it? I haven't taken anyone's life, so what gives you the right to treat me this way? It's just because I'm no match for you, isn't it! Right now, this young man is in my hands, if you truly don't care for his life, then I concede defeat."
But he saw very clearly that the young homeowner had nearly been frightened into fainting just now; He Qing had even moved to help him sit on the couch... at this moment, with a human life right before her eyes, how could she not care?
Ma Zhentao was utterly certain.
Under no circumstances could he allow this woman to suppress him completely.
