Why Wasn't She Happy?

Wu Heng glanced at the constantly repentant Magnoro, then at Granda beside him, whose expression had not changed in the slightest.

No matter how devoted a woman was, after two successive attempts on her life, whatever feelings remained in her heart would probably have faded away.

Besides, Granda was no fool. She could see it clearly by now.

"Not a single word of truth," Wu Heng said.

Granda said directly, "Let him out."

With a casual wave of his hand, Wu Heng dispelled the Bone Prison trapping the wraith.

Magnoro regained his freedom, delight appearing on his face as he turned and prepared to pass through the wall behind him.

The next second, Granda seized control of him again.

She shot forward and began devouring his soul body.

As the two wraiths tangled together, Magnoro's soul body was steadily eaten away.

"Granda, please, don't kill me! I was really wrong! Please..."

Amid his terrified pleas, his soul body was completely devoured and vanished.

Granda flew back and stood blankly in the middle of the room.

She stared up at the ceiling, floating there in a daze.

When no system prompt appeared, Wu Heng became somewhat worried about her condition.

He called out with concern, "Granda?"

Granda turned to him, her expression complicated. "Wu Heng."

"Are you alright?" Wu Heng asked.

Granda forced a somewhat stiff smile. "I got my revenge, and I also learned why he wanted to kill me."

"Why?"

Granda did not answer directly. Instead, she entered his body.

The next moment, fragmented scenes surfaced in his mind.

In a dim room, a well-dressed middle-aged man sat elegantly dining at a table.

He glanced in this direction and spoke softly. "Magnoro, your trial has arrived. Whether you accept it or not is up to you."

Magnoro bowed