Could Pei Ling, with his rotten luck, really stand against Wen Ziheng?
Qiao Ranran sighed. She could not say that to Pei Ling. Otherwise, he would march off to find Wen Ziheng with a smile, just to show her whether he could stand against him.
Then Pei Ling's amused voice slipped softly between their breaths. "It's not as if I haven't killed him before."
Qiao Ranran: "!"
Junior Brother Pei, you can do it!
Author's note: Pei Ling: Mm. Thanks for the compliment.
Wen Ziheng: I just feel like something's wrong.
Yan Qingsui: Hahahaha! Your death scene is ready!
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Chapter 82: Eighty-Two Frames
In his previous life, Pei Ling had indeed killed Wen Ziheng. He had no clear memory of it, but after he destroyed the world, surely no one could have survived. Wen Ziheng had probably lacked the strength to break through the void back then, so he could not have escaped.
By that reckoning, Pei Ling really had "killed" Wen Ziheng. What was the big deal about killing him once more in this life?
So would Qiao Ranran stop him?
Reason told Qiao Ranran she should. It was not that she wanted to stop Pei Ling from killing Wen Ziheng; she wanted to stop him from fighting the so-called Fortune and destiny. Though there was little difference in practice, she knew how different those feelings were. Pei Ling did not. To Pei Ling, sensitive and prone to overthinking, she simply did not