Qiao Yu and Xie Zi were irreplaceable in Chi Yu's life.
The grievances Chi Yu had endured over the years were difficult to share with others, but with these two, she could pour her heart out without reservation.
As Chi Yu slowly recounted how Chi He had invited a wicked Taoist priest to swap her fate with Ning Jin's, condemning her to seventeen years of unrelenting misfortune and illness, and how, two months ago, Chi He dealt her a fatal blow, accelerating her demise, Qiao Yu and Xie Zi were left speechless, then utterly furious.
"That bastard! Scoundrel! He deserves to rot in the deepest pits of hell!"
Qiao Yu, always well-mannered, couldn't think of anything more venomous to say. Xie Zi, however, was different. She had spent years navigating fan circles and, as a top fan, frequently led others into fierce online battles. The curses flew from her lips like rapid-fire bullets.