Jun Wu Xie's eyes widened. At that moment, Jun Wu Yao's demeanor was a little different from before. The corners of his mouth were still arced up in a smile, but Jun Wu Xie could no longer find the mirth that she always saw in those eyes.
"Because you pity her and you are going to marry her? She had been hoping to die all this time, so why don't I help you kill her and grant her her wish?" Jun Wu Yao's eyes narrowed up slightly and the hand holding Jun Wu Xie's chin involuntarily exerted some strength and the skin below his fingertips turned faintly red. The violet light within his eyes fluctuated uncontrollably and green veins popped up upon his greatly tensed up hand. He fought very hard to contain his surging emotions to not allow himself to lose control, by squashing the tiny figure before his eyes.
