Everything Would End Once and For All

Tang Qidai's tone was filled with resignation and despair.

She was like a terminally ill patient who was waiting for death after learning about her illness.

There was no longer any hope of survival.

For a moment, Lin Shanchu felt that Tang Qidai in front of her was a little similar to herself, who was once terminally ill.

However, she felt that Tang Qidai was not similar to her on second thought.

Unlike Tang Qidai, she was unwilling to wait for death. She was unwilling to die before Lu Shiyuan and Tang Qidai.

Lin Shanchu clasped her hands together and placed them on the table. Then, she slowly leaned forward and fixed her gaze on Tang Qidai.

"It's just that I won?

"What else?"

A faint confusion surfaced on Tang Qidai's face, as if she did not understand what Lin Shanchu was trying to convey with these two questions.

Lin Shanchu looked at the expression on her face and sneered. "No more?"