Han Jing shook his head, "We just found out as well. However, there's one more thing you don't know, which is that to refine the Shengxue Pearl, it requires the heart blood of 108 unmarried women as a catalyst. So, I've come to tell you this, be careful, or you might end up not even knowing how you die!"
Han Qingjue fell silent after hearing Han Jing's words and then asked, "So, you're here to warn me?"
Han Jing: "Let's just say that."
Han Qingjue raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you eager for my death?"
Han Jing nodded frankly, "You're right, I indeed can't wait for you to die. That's why I'm here to tell you how you might die. But don't be too grateful, I just want you to die knowing the reason."
Ling Xiang watched these two women exchange sharp words with a bewildered face, feeling confused. Clearly, it was all meant well, but how did it turn into something else when it came out of their mouths?
