"Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me. At worst, I'll just find another vessel—" He suddenly let out a sinister, cold laugh. "Besides..."
His next words were suddenly silent. Only the gentle breeze could be heard, but Shen Lang strangely understood his meaning.
Her head suddenly started to ache a little.
His mouth opened and closed, wearing a bizarre and bewitching smile. Unfortunately, Shen Lang couldn't hear a single word. She could only read his lips to decipher what he was saying—'Besides, I am him, and he is me.'
A sharp pain suddenly flared, stabbing relentlessly at her head, making her feel as if she was about to explode.
"I really wish your dear master could see this pitiful state you're in. It's truly... alluring." This time, she could hear his words. Unfortunately, the words coming from Zuo Yi's damn mouth were as unpleasant as ever.
