"Alright, I'll leave it to you."
Ye Xiu sat back in the recliner, closed his eyes, and basked in the sun.
If Nie Yunfei were healthy, he would never have let the man leave alive today. The humiliation from years ago had to be avenged. Besides, Nie Yunfei was a wicked man; killing him would have been a service to the public. But now, Nie Yunfei didn't have many days left to live. Simply killing him would be far less satisfying than letting his illness torment him to death.
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, COUGH...
Provoked by Zhu Xiaowen's words, Nie Yunfei began to cough violently. His face grew even paler, and a cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.
After a coughing fit, Nie Yunfei gasped for breath and said angrily, "Zhu Xiaowen, Yun Lan, for Ye Xiu's sake, are you truly determined to make an enemy of me?"
"That's right!" Zhu Xiaowen and Yun Lan responded in unison.
