"Sister Zuzi, I'm sorry, Little Grass Fish shouldn't have left without saying goodbye earlier, without saying the last words to you. Little Grass Fish can't go to the Imperial Capital for college with you, boo hoo hoo..."
A dull, loud bang.
As Xi Rubao leapt, the tense expression on Xi Ruzhu's face finally relaxed.
The dust settled, she had succeeded.
At this moment, she felt not an ounce of fear in having taken another's life, but rather a slight thrill, as she took a step forward and leaned toward the balcony railing to look down.
Although the garden was pitch-black, she could vaguely make out Xi Rubao's sprawled body in the bushes, most likely now blood-stained and with shattered bones.
At this moment, she wasn't afraid of being caught by the surveillance camera, after all, she was about to be the first person to report the "good news" to Mom.
Xi Ruzhu took a deep breath, quickly tousled her hair, and faced the direction of the camera with her face uplifted.
