Madam Wang had never felt such torment and fear as she did now, at this deep, quiet hour of the night, being threatened with a knife, her face already cut and bleeding.
The words spoken by the other party made her tremble with fear deep in her heart.
"What, what do you want to do!" Madam Wang was almost about to cry out.
"You were happy about my mother's death, weren't you?" Wufu said calmly, "The thorn in your side finally died, died by your knife, you played the executioner so well, you must be very pleased with yourself."
Madam Wang was taken aback, her eyes darting around, and she said, "I don't understand what you're saying, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise, the people in my yard will be here soon."
Wufu chuckled, "You think I came without the slightest advantage? I can sit silently by your bed without being discovered, and I can leave just as quietly. Oh, I also have people stationed outside!"
Madam Wang pursed her lips.
