My Good Disciple

"Your wealth, riches, and status were all exchanged with the destruction of someone else's family." Mo Fei grabbed Ye Cong's wrist tightly. She knew what Ye Cong was up to, but she would not allow it yet. Even if there was a single shred of chance, she could not give up on saving Le Tian and Ding Yuejia.

Ye Cong grabbed Mo Fei's wrist instead. Mo Fei turned around and glared at Ye Cong with gritted teeth.

"Has your heart softened? Is this the best chance?" Ye Cong mocked coldly. "Womanly kindness will bring nothing but harm to yourself."

"That's right. If you want to kill, then hurry up. Feifei, I've told you a long time ago that womanly kindness is an emotion that shouldn't exist in a killer. What a naughty girl." Mo Tian did not mind that the people below were talking about killing him. Instead, he felt like he was watching a good show.

Killer.