Wen Xu had long known that he could face death at any time and place, so when Mu Yunchu said these words, he wasn't overly surprised.
One might even say that this was the path he chose for himself.
But for some reason, he unknowingly drove to her shop this morning, leading to the series of events that followed.
Now, looking at her clear lake-like eyes gazing at him and saying such words, he felt a ripple in his heart. His Adam's apple rolled as he was about to say something, but the water ghost, which had been unmoving on the ground, suddenly stirred.
It slowly shed two streams of blood-tears, its mouth stretching wider and wider until its entire body shattered.
"I said, he will die today!"
Almost at the same time, Wen Xu's pupils suddenly dilated, and his body became so rigid it seemed fixed in place, as if he had fallen into a prolonged Illusion Technique.
