Blood streamed from the empty socket of one of her eyes. She looked absolutely horrifying.
Her one remaining eye was filled with terror.
"You—you stay away—"
'This is terrifying.'
'Song Wanning is a psycho!'
'She's a complete psycho!!!'
"Not behaving, are we..."
Song Wanning wagged her finger. As Ye Chuxue watched in horror, she slowly reached out her hand.
With a hard tug, she gouged out the second eyeball as well.
"Ahhh—"
Ye Chuxue shrieked in agony again, her screams so piercing they made Song Wanning's eardrums ache.
She furrowed her brow and moved her foot. The next second, Ye Chuxue began writhing on the ground in pain.
Her wretched and crazed state was a world away from the Ye Chuxue she used to be.
Watching her crazed display, Song Wanning felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
'They should all have a good taste of the pain I suffered in my past life.'
Even now, she remembered the disdain in Ye Chuxue's eyes in her past life, looking at her as if she were trash.
