Monica's First Victory, Michael's First Defeat

"I hate her." Brie said bluntly, "You don't like me because of her, and it's because of her that we're in this state. So, I want you to kill her with your own hands."

"Now is not the time." Michael rejected her request.

"If now is not the right time, it won't be the right time in the future either." Brie sneered, "Michael, you just can't bear to kill her."

"I told you. I no longer have any feelings for her."

"That's what you said, but what you're doing is completely different," Brie was not shy to expose his innermost thoughts. "I can help you do anything, but Michael, I don't want to end up as cannon fodder. I don't want to put in all my efforts, only to help you and Monica in the end. Perhaps I'm selfish, and I admit that I'm selfish, so selfish that I can't accept you getting snatched away by any woman, especially Monica!"

Michael looked at Brie and her determined eyes coldly.