Zhao Xiaoyue was terrified. If both of her tendons were pulled out, she would be completely disabled for life. She cried and begged for mercy...
Hu Tu's temper really isn't great, and I hadn't intended to crush Zhao Xiaoyue's crown of the head. After all, each profession has its own expertise. As long as I spread the news about what Zhao Xiaoyue did, naturally, there would be others coming to trouble her.
No need for me to take action.
I only took the money to solve the problem, I can't get involved in killing.
"We don't do things like murder that carry karmic retribution. Hu Tu, go put this soul into Liu Yu's body, and then send her home. If she wants to die or make a scene, let her do it at home, don't involve this place. And by the way, go look for evidence of the rape and murder, and if you find it, find a way to get it to the police station,"
I scoff at this level of possession; they can't really believe they can live a lifetime in someone else's body like this, right?