Just as Wu Liang was about to end the dream and go check on the situation at Li Xiyue's next door.
The dream changed again—
"She hopes you'd die! No matter how, as long as it's an accident... dying by beheading is your final destiny..."
The red-dressed ghost sneaked her head out from the wall again, speaking in a devil-like whisper.
This time it wasn't Wu Liang in disguise; it was a real incident that Chen Lili dreamt about.
"So, if you want to survive, you must strike first! Kill her in advance, and her wish will not come true. What are you waiting for..."
"Go on... kill Li Xiyue!"
The red-dressed ghost screamed hysterically, as if branding this belief deeply into Chen Lili's heart, urging her to kill Li Xiyue.
Whoosh—
As soon as the words fell, a gloomy wind howled.
The female ghost vanished once again.
Upon hearing all this, Chen Lili's grip on the fruit knife tightened involuntarily, her fingernails even breaking through the skin, leaving spots of blood.
