"You, you wicked woman... hmph..."
Another silver needle fell; Nianyang was in so much pain she lost her voice, her screams turning into raspy gasps.
In this moment, all the pain she had endured in both lifetimes converged.
Yet even so, Nianyang refused to give in. What's pain, after all?
In her past life, she had even experienced death, that feeling of the body exploding, nothing left in an instant.
She's been through it; at worst, it's just death.
After all, everyone alive eventually dies. However, her death would betray her ancestors' expectations and cultivation, betray her aunt and uncle, betray the parents and brother she had recently found.
It was the first time in both her lives that she felt the warmth of family.
So warm.
But ultimately, she wasn't fortunate enough to enjoy it. I'm sorry, my family, I can't stay with you anymore.
