"Heh heh heh...!" Upon hearing these words, Shang Peng, beaten so badly that blood was flowing incessantly from his mouth and nose, suddenly let out a sinister and terrifying laugh reminiscent of a night owl.
"What are you laughing at?" Hu Ying raised her eyebrows sharply, ready to strike again.
Shang Peng trembled all over, clearly terrified of Hu Ying, but he still forced himself to say, "Hit me! If you kill me, she has to die too!"
As he spoke, he pointed his finger towards the distant assassin number five, a smug expression emerging on his face.
"I implanted a talisman scroll in her sea of consciousness, and this talisman scroll is closely connected to my divine soul. So, if anything happens to me, she will have to die along with me!"
After saying this, he burst into an extremely satisfied hearty laugh.
Hu Ying was so angry her face turned ashen, "You despicable scoundrel!"
