The girl's gentle voice flowed like a clear spring.
"Ji Yunya, if you have the guts, kill me." Lu Yuke said with a cold smile.
Yun Ya smiled and glanced at her: "By saying this, it proves you don't want to die. If you truly want to die, you don't need me to do it; you could bite your tongue and meet the King of Hell, completely saying goodbye to this world. But that's not enough to atone for your sins, and you know there's a group of people in the underworld waiting to seek revenge on you for their deaths. You're scared; you don't even have the courage to die, so how can you shamelessly say such things?"
It must be said, Yun Ya's words hit Lu Yuke right in the heart. She didn't dare to die; she was even more afraid to face those people in the underworld. But how could she display her weakness in front of her enemy, allowing them to mock and trample her? Even in such dire straits, she must hold her head high and not become a laughingstock.
