Liu Rushuang thought she heard the sound of their heartbeats. She walked over to them, then spoke with an emotionless tone of voice. "You want to commit suicide? Keep dreaming!"
"That's right! Young Miss, these bad people deserve a painful death to avenge those who were persecuted." Qing'Er was raised with a kind mother, but after her mother was killed by her gambling addict father, she's resented bad people.
She hoped that one day, she could strike her gambling addict of a father with a sword and avenge her mother.
Liu Rushuang looked at Madam Liu and Mama Zhao with wide eyes full of fear. She raised her right hand and conjured a fireball in her palm.
Madam Liu and Mama Zhao stared the fireball drawing closer to them. The sob in their throats grew louder.
Did the Third Young Miss wanted to burn them to death?
What a truly ruthless heart!