"Shit!"
Mo Chuxi was furious.
"Taking out your anger on my wife—seems like you know exactly how to get yourself killed the quickest!"
His thin peach blossom lips spat out sharp words, sending a chill down Ling Siyu's spine. She was so terrified she couldn't even cry.
"Ling Siyu, you're worse than worthless! Repeatedly doing such despicable things—how shameful! I think Young Master Mo is right. People like you should be locked away for a few more years to get some proper lessons. Otherwise, you'll only continue harming others out here!"
The female mentor was equally outraged.
"Young Master Mo! I really know I was wrong!"
Ling Siyu cried and begged for forgiveness.
"I was jealous of Yan Xinxin! I was jealous of her! Clearly, I surpass her in everything, but in the end, I lose to her in everything! I couldn't stand it! That's why I did those things..."
"What part of your dog eyes told you you're better than my treasure in any way?"
Mo Chuxi harshly interrupted.
