Chapitre 810: Chapter 810: Xian Qianling's Suffering

After a long silence, Chai Hong finally spoke. Her voice was hoarse, like the sound of a TV without a signal, full of static, completely different from her sweet, magnetic voice when she was alive.

"I'm already dead, taking revenge or not doesn't matter to me. I don't have much attachment to this world, but there is one thing... you must do it for me!"

You and the man exchanged glances and said in unison, "You say!"

Ten minutes later, at a street corner, you and your newfound brother sat at a small square table, drinking chilled Wang Xiaoji beverages, while eating skewers and barbecue.

The man across from you gulped down a whole can of drink, tossed it away with a clatter, and sighed deeply.

"Ah."

Looking at you, you asked, "This task isn't hard for the two of us who are very much alive, and this way, Chai Hong won't bother us anymore. What are you sighing about?"