Hua Xinfeng was stunned.

She wouldn’t have guessed that, even when begging for mercy, Shang Luoyu would act so aggrieved, indignant, righteous, and self-confident. She made it seem like she was an innocent victim!

After a moment’s thought, Hua Xinfeng laughed. “Little bitch, if you get down on your knees and slap yourself one hundred and eight times, I might well plead for mercy on your behalf. At the very least, I’ll ensure you die quickly, and without all that unnecessary suffering.”

Shang Luoyu bit her pink lower lip, and her face paled. She just looked directly at Su Yi, ignoring Hua Xinfeng completely. 

Women understood other women best. Hua Xinfeng was surely just taking this opportunity to humiliate her.

Besides, how could Shang Luoyu possibly fail to realize that the one who truly had control over her life and death was Su Yi?

Alas, Su Yi just said calmly, “I’ll give you a choice. You can die now, or you can let me cripple your cultivation and take your Celestial Xiezhi sword. After that, your life and death are none of my concern. Take your pick.”

Shang Luoyu quivered, but just as she was about to say something, Su Yi interrupted her. “Any nonsense, and I’ll kill you right no...