Lin Shiyao paused for a moment, then let out a cold laugh.
"I may not be worthy, but at least I'm better than a dead person."
Hearing these words, Yan Huan Yu's face turned grim. He finally approached Lin Shiyao and grabbed her by the neck,
"Weren't you here to seek refuge with me? Lin Shiyao? Don't blame me for being rude to you then."
Lin Shiyao felt a pain in her neck, but she had already died so many times.
"No, I'm merely cooperating with you. If you don't want to kill Pei Shu'er, that's your business, but I must kill her!"
Yan Huan Yu angrily said, "She has never provoked you, why do you keep pressing her?"
Lin Shiyao laughed heartily, "She's in my way. As long as she exists, I'll always feel threatened."
For some unknown reason, her fortune was shared with Pei Shu'er. If she was weak, Pei Shu'er's fortune became strong, and if she was strong, Pei Shu'er's fortune weakened.
Only one of them could survive.
