The old man snorted coldly, "Get out."
Lu Yuke's face instantly turned grim, "Old thing, don't be ungrateful. I ask you, where did you put the Blood Ganoderma the old lady left behind?"
"Want the Blood Ganoderma? Keep dreaming." The old man spat directly in her face.
Lu Yuke leisurely wiped her face with a handkerchief, her eyes filled with gloom. A small knife slipped from her sleeve, pressing close to his neck, "I'll give you one last chance. If you don't tell me, I'll send you to Hell to meet them."
She couldn't wait any longer, "You're going to die sooner or later anyways, I'll just help you on your way."
The old man's face turned as dark as it could get, "You venomous woman, you're committing patricide, you'll be struck by lightning."
Lu Yuke burst into laughter, suddenly lowered her head and glared at him, her eyes filled with hatred like a raging fire.
"What if I'm struck by lightning? I have walked this world, reached this point, and I've never regretted it."
