She could only hope that some words might touch Mrs. Ya's heart and spare her.
"Little girl, since you know I am a person of courage and strategy, then you should understand what I am about to do!"
He Tiantian held a dagger and stepped closer to Chai Ling.
Chai Ling, who knew the minds of villains all too well, was terribly frightened.
To avoid disaster, she spoke all sorts of disgusting, sycophantic, and insincere words.
Still, He Tiantian approached Chai Ling, her face covered in wounds and ointments, revealing a devastatingly charming smile, "Xiaoya, I am a fair person, what you do to me, I'll do exactly the same to you!"
"The strength won't be too light, nor too heavy. The number won't increase, nor decrease!"
While He Tiantian spoke, her hands were unhesitant.
When Chai Ling had slashed He Yutian's face, she returned each cut with wounds of her own.
"Ah, ah, ah, you old witch, you are vicious and sinister, you will not die a good death!"
