This was something she'd learned from a TV drama she watched before. As for what it was called, she'd kind of forgotten. Anyway, it seemed like even a last Emperor in it had to step on a sewing machine in prison just to feed himself.
After chatting with Xue Dili for a while, Susu suddenly said, "Bro, that Apostle, did she really die that easily?"
Xue Dili's face also flashed with a hint of doubt for a second, and he replied, "Why do you think that?"
Because for some unknown reason, Xue Dili had the same thought. That idea was even deeply rooted—whenever he had a free moment, he'd think: "Is the Twelfth Apostle really dead?"
Susu also shook her head. Her face was full of confusion, and she said, equally baffled, "I don't know either, it's just this feeling, like everything before went way too smoothly, too easily, like something's off. Even though this was the result Mr. Faust achieved by sacrificing himself, it still feels wrong…"
