"Han Bing, what do you think?"
Lin Fan was a little undecided. In his heart, he actually leaned toward the spirit body of the woman in red.
If A Li had hesitated even a little back then and gone to search the slope carefully, the woman in red might have had a chance to survive.
Han Bing pondered for a moment, then asked, "Lin Fan, tell me, if you drive the spirit body away and let A Li survive, what will his life be like afterward?"
Hearing this,
Lin Fan calculated on his fingers and said softly, "He'll spend ten years in prison. While he's there, the mental strain will be so great that he'll constantly dream about hitting the woman in red."
"He'll even dream of her spirit body coming for him, and he'll go insane in just two years."
Go insane?
A Li swallowed. He knew he wasn't very brave, so he believed Lin Fan.
If he came under too much mental strain, he really might dream about the woman in red every day.
"In that case, I think you might as well talk to the woman in red."
Han Bing said bluntly, "Sometimes, living isn't necessarily easier than dying."
"A Li's life might become worse than death."
A life worse than death was the most terrifying punishment of all.
"No!"
A Li shook his head frantically and pleaded, "If I'm going to go insane, I'd rather let her take my life!"
Just then, he felt a gust of cold wind, and the door opened on its own.
A Li instinctively looked back. In a daze, he seemed to see a graceful red figure float inside, but when he tried to get a clearer look, he couldn't see anything.
"Young lady."
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and