"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Look at this little face. So pitifully lovely. How did I never notice before what a seductive little vixen you are?"
Shang Miaoyan lifted Fan Xuan's face, which was smudged with dust and streaked with blood, and spoke in a tone dripping with sarcasm.
Faced with Shang Miaoyan's resentful whispers, Fan Xuan lowered her gaze and said nothing.
'My sister has been sent away, and Pei Yuhang has escaped safely.'
'I have no more regrets.'
'If Shang Miaoyan really wants to kill me, I won't have any complaints.'
'Who told me to be a thieving cat? Stealing from the master and being beaten to death for it…'
'It only seems natural.'
Seeing the resolve to die in Fan Xuan's eyes, Shang Miaoyan clenched her jaw, speaking through gritted teeth:
"Oh, Xiaoxuan~ You want to die?"
"No, I won't let you off that easily. I still need you as bait for Xiaohan. When Xiaohan returns, that's when I'll truly start torturing you.
