However, Sheng Leyun recalled the look on Xiao Xuezhen's face—one of such hatred it was as if he wanted to devour her alive. She knew him all too well.
She had a feeling that Xiao Xuezhen, while targeting her, would very likely go after Grandma Guo as well.
After all, Xiao Xuezhen reveled in tormenting people, prioritizing psychological warfare above all else. It seemed he could only achieve some kind of ecstatic satisfaction by utterly breaking a person from the inside out.
Just like how he'd dealt with Sheng Xibao. Even in a situation where death was certain, he still had to twist the knife in one last time.
Sheng Leyun's eyes narrowed slightly. She gave up on sleeping. As soon as the old woman left, she scrambled out of bed, packed her books into her bag, quickly ate the meal that had been saved for her in the pot, and then started jogging, tailing her from a distance.
