The surroundings quieted down.
Fang Yu didn't even look around, but went over to Xu Zhaopei, took her hand, and said, "I'll take you back."
It had only been ten minutes since they entered the lobby.
Yet such an unimaginable thing had happened.
It reminded Xu Zhaopei of the first time she saw Fang Yu killing someone under the cover of night.
At that time, he did not heed any persuasion and resolutely killed.
He seemed accustomed to killing.
Killing as if it were nothing.
Now, she saw Fang Yu kill again. Only this time, the method was beyond her imagination and left her unable to recover for a long time.
Once in the car, she remained silent.
After a long while, Xu Zhaopei finally spoke, "Why has it come to this?"
"What do you mean why?"
"Were you always that kind of person from the beginning?" Xu Zhaopei didn't want to use the word 'cultivator,' instead, she described him as 'that kind of person.'
