Feng Tian frowned slightly and looked up at Si Mobai, who was quietly watching the projector wall. She felt a little uneasy and said, “Mobai…”
Si Mobai’s gaze was fixed on the projector wall. He only barely made a light sound acknowledging Feng Tianlan’s cry.
“Mobai, don’t be like this. You are scaring me.” Feng Tianlan tightly hugged Si Mobai. He was too calm. Compared to how he was before when hearing Jiang Ying’s words, his calm at this time was scarier.
She had never seen him like this. With his temper, she felt that the calmer he was, the more terrible he would explode.
“It’s all right. I’m just watching it.” By watching carefully, he could pay back Jiang Ying all of what had been done 100 times!
Listening to his calm and unruffled words, Feng Tianlan was even more worried. She looked up at the giant screen and took his hand to head out. She said, “Mobai, let’s stop watching.”
“Feng Tianlan, if you don’t want me to massacre everyone in the city, then you’d better stand still and stay with me to finish watching.” Si Mobai did not move, and his tone was calm. However, the rage underneath the calm could be heard. It was a rage of destruction.
Feng Tianlan looked up at Si Mobai and saw that his exquisite profile was like an outline of an ice ridge at this time as if covered with white frost, yet also very calm. What he said just now was true.
Perhaps his anger was already monstrous…
She’d better let him be first. Otherwise, he would definitely do what he said.
The projector wall showed the image of Shen Qingdai hanging by a chain. Jiang Ying had left, and she was hanging there alone. That jingling sound of the chain was creepy even though it was currently the middle of the day. The mournful cries that rang out repeatedly especially were like a malicious spirit demanding a life. The people shuddered from listening.
In addition to the fear, more people felt sorry for Shen Qingdai as well as hate toward Jiang Ying. He was simply inhuman.
The projector wall flashed again, and it was still the dark and wet dungeon. Except this time two people, a man and woman in beautiful clothes, stood there. The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful. But what frightened people was that the woman held a piece of skin dripping with blood. It contrasted sharply with her and appeared to be at odds with her celestial air.
“It’s Jiang Ying and Shen Yunya!” someone screamed out.
“Dear God, is that really Shen Yunya? The skin in her hand is…”
“It must be Shen Qingdai’s. Isn’t Shen Yunya always gentle and kind as a fairy? Why is she like this at this moment…?”
“Not even a sorceress can be more vicious than her. After all, a witch cannot be as venomous as her.”
“…”
During the discussion, each and every person could not wait to rush toward the projector wall and tear Jiang Ying and Shen Yunya, those two scumbags, into pieces.
“Why?” The hoarse and calm voice masked Shen Qingdai’s feelings.
Listening to this voice, not knowing whether it was hate, despair, or that her heart turned to ashes, everyone present actually felt sniffles in their noses and their eyes reddened. Some people could not help but shed tears. That single word held all of Shen Qingdai’s emotions.
It was the only word they heard after they had watched it.
As soon as the question was asked, the gentleness Jiang Ying showed her was mixed with disgust as he said, “Because I love Ya’er. Because your blood is Ya’er’s tonic. Because of your superb gift of awareness. Because you are useless. Because your existence became Ya’er’s stumbling block! So, you deserve to die!”
“Jiang Ying!” As if it had penetrated the projector wall, the mournful cry pierced everyone’s ears. The people shivered because of it and their hearts also ached more for her.
