Shen Tang: "..."
Her fists clenched tighter and tighter!
Unable to hold back, she cursed, "Was Yan Cheng stuck reincarnating in the beast realm in all his past lives, only to become human for the first time in this one?"
No decent person with even a shred of shame, self-respect, or a moral compass could do something so utterly "cruel to the heart."
Did he have no idea what he'd done on Book Mountain?
Even if he didn't know the person before him was Tan Qu and not "Qi Shan," the old cat he'd murdered belonged to Tan Qu—a cat that had spent its whole life by his side, a cat Tan Qu had brought along even when he left home to take part in the "Special Trial"!
Anyone with half a brain could tell that, to Tan Qu, the old cat had long since become family. Yet Yan Cheng had killed it, then sent its ashes to "Qi Shan," who was about to be exiled... The malice behind it was as obvious as lice on a bald head!
Cruel to the heart!
If one imagined something even darker, perhaps Qi Shan, dragging his battered body after the caning and then jolted by the old cat's ashes, had suffered a surge of Qi and Blood, vomited blood, and died on the spot.
After washing her feet in the creek, Shen Tang stood and paced back and forth, seething with rage. "He got off way too easy! Way too damn easy, that little bastard! Yuan Liang, why did you stop me from killing him right away? We should've hung him up and tossed him into boiling water, scalded off that skin, and seen what kind of beast was underneath! The more I think about it, the angrier I get. My blood