Shen Duling, upon hearing this, felt beads of sweat form on her tense forehead.
In order to appease the Centipede King, she naturally nodded immediately.
"He indeed... deserves to die. Opposing you is like an egg hitting a rock; there's no good ending. Your methods are famously formidable in the Southern Border."
"Heh, you say he deserves to die, so if he died for you, does that mean he deserved it as well?"
the Centipede King continued.
This question felt somewhat strange to everyone.
Why did it feel like there was a hint of seeking justice for Liu Sanming?
Does Liu Sanming not deserve to die?
Shen Duling was even more nervous at that moment, unsure how to respond.
She cautiously glanced at the Centipede King, feeling as if the way he squinted and scrutinized her was vaguely familiar.
But she couldn't recall where she had seen it before.
Zhang Tianhan saw Shen Duling too scared to speak, afraid his grandfather would get angry.
