"I'm not scared, nor am I afraid!"
Xia Xi's expression was firm, as if this was something she had long decided. Her aura was naturally composed, and her determination was beyond doubt.
Gu Tong's eyes were full of amusement, her lips curled with a smile as she said, "Since you're so determined to face death, I'm relieved."
"..." What does 'determined to face death' mean? If you can't speak properly, just don't. Geez, don't you know what time it is? It's not a good omen.
Xia Xi's mind was filled with thoughts, with so much she wanted to rant about.
However, she didn't utter a word, because just as she was about to speak, her pupils widened in shock, even contracting instantly.
Gu Tong raised her fair little hand, her fingers hooked on the stroke of the word 'Death', barely applying any force, just a slight movement.
'Kachak--'
The stroke of the word 'Death' moved, as if a doorknob had been turned.
