Xiong Zhi quietly watched every change in the expression of the man in front of her.
Even a man like him was still a father and could still feel a father's loss despite his evil deeds. He had unscrupulously killed others' loved ones before for his own interests, whether to secure business success or through illegal trading.
Now, his retribution had come.
Xiong Zhi lowered her eyes indifferently.
Too bad, she was not the right person to pity him nor offer him alms of comfort, because she had plans to make use of his bottled up emotions.
The more he burned in hell, the more that she wanted it.
Towards the enemies who had made her suffer hell, she would only be more cruel.
