Hearing Sang Mo's words, Lang Qiu frowned and shouted, "Sang Mo!"
Sang Mo sneered. "Am I wrong? Don't tell me you've forgotten how she treated you for all those years just because she's been nice to you on a whim for the past couple of days. What's that saying? A dog will always go back to eating shit."
He tilted his head to look at Bai Zhi, his eyes filled with an excited eagerness to try. "Or, you could just bear with it for a moment. I'll make it quick, and we can skip this whole process."
Bai Zhi's emotions didn't fluctuate much at Sang Mo's words. She had known from the very beginning that he wanted nothing more than to kill her. 'Even though I'm not the one who did it, the harm done to him was real. Since I've taken over this body, I have to accept these things.'
After hearing Sang Mo's words, Yue Junxiao and Yan Yichen, who hadn't quite understood before, began to vaguely grasp what Hu Yan had meant earlier.
