Resurrection Match

Brother Zhou watched Ye Zhao drop two bundles of wood, then glanced at the few people nearby who were itching for a fight. He couldn't help but send her a message: [Sister Ye, watch out for foul play.]

Ye Zhao: [Don't worry, your big sister here has fought everyone under the sun and remained undefeated. If they dare to make a move, I'll send them all to meet King Yama!]

Brother Zhou: ...

After typing, Ye Zhao specifically turned her head to look at those Ability Players who were coveting her watermelon knife.

So weak.

Her first impression of them was that they were too weak; making them die would be as easy as pinching an ant to death. This massive disparity in power didn't make her feel afraid, nor did she feel offended. Their coveting of her watermelon knife was probably like how she, when studying herself to death for the college entrance exam, had once fantasized about being as rich as Baidu.

After all, she wasn't a real serial killer. Teacher Baidu had said that humans are creatures full of desire; who could guarantee that if they found tens or hundreds of thousands, they would hand it over to the police without hesitation?

Therefore, she had to accept that others might have thoughts about her watermelon knife. But Teacher Baidu also said that if you can't control your desires, you're no better than a beast.

She could allow them to think about it; otherwise, if she had to slash everyone who had designs on her, her watermelon knife would be worn down to a nub. Watermelon knife: ...

But if they dared to actually make a move, then they shouldn't blame her for being ruthless.

Those few people clearly hadn't expected Ye Zhao to dare meet their eyes