Upon hearing that Wang Xiuzhu wanted to confess.
Jin Xihai reluctantly loosened her fingers and revealed a contemptuous smile: "I thought Taoist Fang was quite courageous, turns out he's just an ornamental vase, pretty but useless."
Wang Xiuzhu ignored Jin Xihai's words, keeping his head down, silently shedding tears.
He had been brought up in the mountains from a young age. Though the life was uncomfortable, he never faced hardship, and he relied on the Foundation Establishment Pill for his cultivation progress.
Originally, he believed his will was strong and he was ready to face death, but when the situation came, he was also greedy for life and afraid of death.
He couldn't be the righteous hero.
Thinking of this, Wang Xiuzhu couldn't stop his tears, half of which were due to pain.
Jin Xihai reached out and pinched Wang Xiuzhu's chin, lifting his face: "Hurry up and speak!"
