Number One in the Class, Number One in the Grade Are All Me

If there had to be someone who was the ultimate prosecutor and a sinner, Yu Huang hoped that it would be her.

Because she was a monster, she had no sense of pain. Even after the apocalypse, when the surviving humans wanted to seek revenge on her, when the blades and spears pierced her, she would not feel pain.

A person who could not even feel pain in death was most suitable to be pushed out to suffer.

Yu Huang asked in a self-deprecating manner, "Do you think I'm very saintly and laughable?"

Was it funny?

No, this was clearly respectable.

When Su Tingxue spoke again, her tone was filled with admiration. "Yu Huang, you're really impressive." Su Tingxue felt that she was inferior to Yu Huang. "I really like you. If we lived in the same era, I would definitely become good friends with you."