Old memories, like a mighty mountain, weighed heavily on both the old man and the middle-aged beautiful woman.
After a long silence, the old man spoke: "Back then, those people, now only you and I are left alive. They all tried to compensate you, and dying by your hand, they are without complaints or regrets.
Too many have died already, and now the Luo Family has found a master, breaking your inevitable death trap. You should stop."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman's face turned from ridicule to anger, as if her eyes were about to shoot out fire.
"It was you!"
The old man shook his head: "If I could break your inevitable death trap, I wouldn't have helplessly watched so many people die at your hands. This time, the Luo Family has really found a master."
The middle-aged beautiful woman did not believe a word of what the old man said.
