This time, Jiang Che had truly been treated by Ji Qingyi with her heart and soul laid bare.
"Master!!! Why aren't you dead yet??!!!"
Inside the Little Dark Room, Ji Qingyi had completely fallen into madness, practically about to turn into Butcher Ding, while Jiang Che was the ox being carved apart.
Yet in the face of this crazed, twisted woman, Jiang Che remained calm and unruffled from beginning to end. Even if he were chopped into dumpling filling, he could still revive.
Of course, Jiang Che revived far faster than that. The instant his life ceased, revival would trigger immediately—he would not even have to wait to be chopped into dumpling filling.
"You can't kill me." Jiang Che's tone was placid. Even though one of his legs had already been removed, he still did not panic.
With Young Master Jiang's mentality, no matter how many yanderes came at him, he would not be afraid.
"Master! Tell me... what must I do to be with you forever?"
Ji Qingyi's expression suddenly shifted from gloomy coldness to frantic panic. She even knelt beside Jiang Che, tearing off her own clothes in a fluster as she tried to stop the blood pouring from his wound.
Jiang Che was left speechless by the sight. This was what a yandere was like... terrifying, wasn't it?
An ordinary person would have fucking died long ago.
Yet as he looked at the crazed and twisted Ji Qingyi, Jiang Che could not help but let out a long sigh inwardly.
Ji Qingyi's obsession was too deep, and she was far too extreme. Jiang Che was truly troubled now as well.
He no longer knew how to handle the feelings between himself and Ji Qingyi.
She was a stubborn yandere. She would rather drag him to their deaths