บท 1853: It Must Have Hurt

If it had not been for the two girls attacking them, Lu Xingzhi and his men would never have understood how the people of that small town were so convinced by that heresy.

"It must have hurt, right?" Jiang Yao's heart ached so much that she was about to cry. The scythe was not flat but triangular, like a wavy line with sharp edges. How painful had it been when it stabbed into his body?

Lu Xingzhi did not try to hide it.

"It hurt so much that I wanted to kill the two of them."

Then, Lu Xingzhi panicked when he saw Jiang Yao's tears. He quickly changed his words. "It's been so long. It doesn't hurt anymore. Feel it. I don't feel anything now."

"My heart aches for you." Jiang Yao pouted.

Lu Xingzhi looked at her. Oh, no! He had made Jiang Yao cry.