"Why must you insist on pushing her to her death?"
Yun Kuo's fear intensified. Anger surged within him, and he sternly questioned.
"Heh heh!
What grudges or resentment could she possibly have with me?
The Child of Destiny, upon whom all the fortune of the Celestial Dao is concentrated."
Xiaosuisui listened intently to what the Black Mist said, but she only understood about thirty percent of it.
"Ah!
Since I'm about to die anyway, could you explain everything a bit more clearly?
What is a Child of Destiny?
Who is an envoy of the Celestial Dao?
Why don't you just explain it clearly, so I can at least die an informed ghost!"
Upon hearing what Xiaosuisui said, Ji Youzhi affectionately called out, "Suisui."
However, Xiaosuisui turned to Ji Youzhi, winked, and playfully stuck out her tongue.
Ji Youzhi was familiar with this gesture of hers and thought: Is Suisui buying us time? Does she have some plan to deal with this Mr. Wu?
