บท 120: Shana's Hatred

Before she could scream, the surgical nurse beside me stuffed a large ball of biting cotton into her mouth. Shana immediately whimpered and couldn't speak.

"Since you don't want to die, I'll treat you properly." I lowered my head and picked up the tweezers in my hand to clean the gauze.

After a while, Shana stopped whining and just continued to glare at me, panting.

Seeing that she had quieted down, I removed the gauze from her mouth and continued to ask, "Do you think Vela will be sad to lose you?"

Such a calm and casual sentence sounded like the monologue before death reaped to Shana. At this moment, she couldn't move her hands or feet, and Luna seemed to have control over her life and death. She panicked completely and said in a trembling voice, "You can't kill me. Mommy only has one daughter, and Daddy won't let you off…"