She let out a desperate laugh. "Hurry up and finish me off. I've long since stopped wanting to exist in this world. If you don't kill me today, then someday when I get the chance, I'll still go harm people!"
Zhi'er's tone was calm. "You're already a lone wild ghost, clinging to life by hatred alone. We can send you to be transcended and enter reincarnation. Why are you still bent on seeking death?"
The fierce ghost spoke in a low, hollow voice. "What's the use of reincarnation? The ones who harmed me are already dead. I have no way to take revenge. Naturally, I can't swallow this resentment."
"Rather than live on so wretchedly, I might as well completely disperse like this."
Perhaps the grievance of being drowned in the pond was too deep, leaving her with not a shred of beautiful illusion about the human world.
Zhi'er looked at her and let out a soft sigh.
