Leng Yao stared stubbornly at Shen Longxing and shook her head. "No. I must kill this beast with my own hands! He killed my entire family—thousands of people! Sect Leader Shen, is your hatred truly greater than mine?"
Shen Longxing's stance was just as firm. Upon hearing Leng Yao's words, he seemed to recall the past, and the rims of his eyes instantly reddened. The torment his sister had suffered at this beast's hands was simply unspeakable—delicate matters a young woman could never voice. According to what Shen Longxing's wife had told him after preparing Shen Longmei's body for burial, Shen Longmei had endured this perverted beast's inhuman torture the entire time she was with the Cui Family.
"Miss Leng Yao, how about this? You can deliver the final blow to this beast. But I absolutely cannot let him die so easily. I'm going to make him experience everything my sister went through! When that time comes, you'll understand just how much I hate him!"
