On the sacrificial altar, Ye Leng'an propped herself up single-handedly. The corners of her mouth curled up into a beautiful smile. "I hate it when people touch me casually. If you want to touch me, you must pay the price."
Her stunning smile contrasted with the dagger in her hand that was shining with a cold light. On the sharp blade, the bright red blood was particularly eye-catching. However, there was not a single drop of blood on her body or hands.
"It was you. You harmed my son." Duo Ji's eyes were red. When he looked at Ye Leng'an, his eyes were filled with hatred. "I'm going to kill you."
"I did that!" Ye Leng'an smiled innocently. "But this should be considered self-defense! I've shown enough respect to you for not killing him directly. He wants my life."
Towards the end, there was even a hint of regret in her tone as if it was a pity that she didn't kill Duo Luoqi.
