C174

"You want to kill me? Impossible! Dream on!" "Little bastard, just you wait, my Lord won't let you get away with this. When my soul gathers again, he'll definitely kill you."

Xuan Jizi's expression was sinister, like that of an evil ghost, filled with resentment. He knew that the adjudicators had favouritism, and it was impossible for them to forgive him that easily