Lin Feixue walked to the bedside and looked down at the corpse lying on the bed.
"Burn him!"
She wrapped the blanket around the corpse with her profound qi and carried it out of the room to an open area in front of the door.
She placed the blanket-wrapped corpse down and ignited it with a wave of her hand.
The flames roared to life, and only then did she calm herself.
Once calm, she snapped back to her senses.
*"Huh? Why did I burn this corpse?"*
*This wasn't something she should have done!*
"Yang Dalong took the Shariputra and received Master Jieshou's merit power.
He even got Master Jieshou's storage bag, taking all the benefits for himself.
Why did I get nothing, and why was I angry with him enough to burn this corpse?"
Lin Feixue knitted her brows tightly, then patted her head.
"Damn it, I let anger cloud my mind!
I fell for his trick!
This is infuriating!"
