"You think you can scare me like this?" Bertha Marley scoffed coldly, "You really underestimate me, you're too careless, actually daring to come alone to this appointment! To tell you the truth, my main goal today is to send you to meet King Yama!"
With that, she clapped her hands twice.
Like a secret signal.
Immediately, six assassins emerged from the hidden bushes all around.
They formed a neat circle, surrounding Ruth Upperton and Bertha Marley in the middle.
Seeing this, Ruth Upperton's face hardened, "You're... serious?"
"What else, you thought I was joking?"
Bertha Marley laughed wildly, arrogantly and recklessly, "Originally, I considered sparing you, but now there's no need. You know so much about me, and you have praised Isabella Lindsey so much, tell me, what use do I have for you?"
"You kill me, your death is not far off either, someone will avenge me!" Ruth Upperton remained calm under pressure, continuing to press her.
