Ya Shitian showed no reaction, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Do you know how destitute you look right now? Even the beggars on the street are better off!"
"..."
"Surprised, aren't you? You've fallen to this point, having nothing, struggling to survive!"
"..."
His indifference made Ji Luo even angrier and more embarrassed.
Initially, she wanted to lash out, but with a turn of her eyes, she began to smile instead, "Do you know why I came to see you today?"
"..."
Ji Luo took out a syringe.
"You know what I'm best at, don't you?"
Ya Shitian slightly raised his eyes, coldly looking at her.
Ji Luo's lips curved into a seductive smile, "Tell me, what kind of spell should I use with your blood?"
"..." Ya Shitian's aura turned icy.
"Should I make you sleep forever, or turn you into a fool?"
"..."
Seeing his anger, Ji Luo laughed triumphantly, "Or maybe curse you and Ye Anqi to never be together?"
If he could, Ya Shitian would love to kill this woman with his own hands.
