Seeing the cardinal's attitude, Assad was shocked as well. He felt that all his bargaining chips had vanished.
"You crazy woman, aren't you afraid of death?"
"If I don't detoxify you and save you, you'll die. Aren't you afraid?"
"I think you're still young, so you probably aren't married yet. It would be such a pity for a woman like you to die before getting married and having children."
Assad had not expected the cardinal to be unafraid of death.
He could only keep trying to persuade her, hoping to awaken her will to survive.
Only then would Assad have a chance to escape. Otherwise, he would soon die.
Setting aside his other crimes, even killing the ancient masters of every family was enough to warrant his execution.
The cardinal did not yield in the slightest to Assad's words. She smiled and said:
"A person's fate is predetermined. If God wants me dead, I may die the next moment. If God does not want me dead, He will surely arrange for someone to save me."
"So whether I live or die will never become leverage for you to threaten me into letting you live."
"You truly are a devil. You have killed countless people and lived for so many years—that was God's mercy. Now God has sent you to me to confess your sins, not to save me."
"Cough, cough..."
Because she had spoken too much and grown somewhat agitated, the cardinal began coughing violently after she finished speaking. Unknowingly, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her lips.
"Your Eminence, don't say anything more. Let's drag Assad out and execute him."
"Your Eminence, since you refuse to compromise with the devil, if we know someone who can cure you, would you be willing to ask him?"
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