"Also, I'm not planning to stay in this line of work anymore. So-called enemies don't matter." Nangong Jin's lips curved into a sensual arc, as if talking to himself.
Once you leave, people forget about you. It's the same in this world. At first, there'll be storms, but it'll all pass.
"W-what?" Old Miao's eyes widened in surprise. What did Nangong Jin mean by saying he's quitting this world?
"You don't need to know that." Nangong Jin slightly lifted the corners of his lips, "You only need to know that you've provoked someone you shouldn't have. Now it's time to pay the price."
With that, Nangong Jin left without hesitation, leaving Old Miao to wail alone, "Master Jin, Master Jin, Master Jin!"
Nangong Jin wouldn't bother with him anymore. Looking at him, it's likely he wouldn't last much longer. Let him suffer every second and die slowly. Someone like him is a menace to the world.
