Chapter Six: Let's See How You Destroy Me

"Brother Fan, I am asking you a question. When you killed me, didn't you feel any pain in your heart? When you were with that woman, did you ever think about the promises you made to me?

Don't you think you are being a bit presumptuous? My prime years were ruined by a heartless, ungrateful scumbag like you. Give me back my life!"

As Zhao Min finished speaking, a cold, ghostly aura surged around her. She raised her hands, her long, scarlet nails aimed directly at Qin Fan's chest. She wanted to see if Qin Fan’s heart was red or black.

Qin Fan was truly terrified. How could Zhao Min, who had seemed so soft and sweet just a moment ago, change so abruptly?

"Master Streamer, please save me! I don't want to die. I haven't lived enough yet."

Just as Zhao Min’s nails pierced into Qin Fan’s chest, a voice reached her ears.

"You cannot kill him. If you kill him now, you will have to face judgment when you descend to the Underworld. It is truly not worth it for such trash. My dear, listen to me—it is not worth it for a person like this. The crimes he has committed will naturally receive their due retribution. The police will arrive soon; just hand him over to them. Rest assured, he certainly won't survive."

Filled with resentment, Zhao Min heard Zhang Xiaorui's words and cast a cold glance at her. Zhang Xiaorui remained cheerful, revealing two cute dimples.

"Who do you think you are, daring to interfere in my business? If I want to kill him, who can stop me? A piece of advice: it is best not to be a busybody. If you provoke me, I will wipe you out as well. Believe it or not."

Zhang Xiaorui clapped her hands and smiled at Zhao Min. "Is that so? I would really like to see how you intend to wipe me out."

"How laughable."

Zhang Xiaorui waved her right hand toward the phone screen. A golden light shot out from the screen and struck Zhao Min. A blood-curdling scream erupted from her throat.

"Well? Shall we try again?" Although Zhang Xiaorui spoke with a smile, it sounded like a threat to Zhao Min. That single strike had nearly caused her soul to scatter. Who would have guessed! A girl who looked so incredibly cute was actually this powerful.

"I’m sorry, Master. I was wrong. I was too agitated; I shouldn't have been so ungrateful."

"All right, then... I forgive you. Be mindful of your words next time; don't just say whatever comes to mind when you're worked up. That can be very dangerous. If he killed you, the police will handle him. But if you kill him, you will suffer punishment when you reach the Underworld. I hope you consider clearly whether someone like this human scum is worth it."

"Master, but I am not reconciled! I hate him, I hate him so much! This beast not only betrayed me but also cut my unborn child from my womb and sold it to a sorcerer. He let those people turn my child into a Kuman Thong. Master, with this towering hatred and this indelible vengeance, how can I let him off so easily? This animal is lower than a pig or a dog; I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood. Only then can I soothe the hatred in my heart."

Zhang Xiaorui sighed. "Why be like this, my dear? Listen to me; Qin Fan will receive the punishment he deserves. Acting now is truly not worth it. Why suffer penalties in the Underworld for such a person? Of course, this is just my advice. If you insist on taking revenge with your own hands to be satisfied, then please, feel free..."

Zhang Xiaorui’s philosophy was to respect the fates of others. She had said everything that needed to be said; as for what Zhao Min chose, that was her own business.

Zhao Min stood there, deep in thought. After a while, she said, "Master, I will listen to you. But I still cannot swallow this anger. What should I do?"

Zhang Xiaorui blinked at her through the video. "As long as it doesn't cost a life, do as you please. I'll let you follow your heart. Just remember, don't kill him."

Zhao Min understood instantly. She thanked Zhang Xiaorui again and prepared to end the call.

"Once you are finished, remember to come find me. I will send you to reincarnation; you will have a very good life in your next one."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhang Xiaorui ended the video call. The viewers in the livestream could no longer remain calm. [Damn, what the hell was that? Why did the connection end so abruptly? Master, we still want to watch! Even if we can only hear the audio and not see the video.]

[Exactly, we were waiting for the follow-up. Why cut it off just like that?]

[Master, you can't do this to us! What happened next? Not seeing the end is driving me crazy.]

[I told you, it's all scripted. You guys still don't believe it. It all looks so fake.]

Zhang Xiaorui wasn't angry. She continued with a smile, "Is there anyone else who wants a reading? Three readings a day; the first one is finished. Two spots remaining."

At this moment, Zhang Xiaorui glanced at the viewer count, which had already reached over eighty and was rising rapidly. It must have been the traffic from the previous reading.

...

After ending the video call with the streamer, Zhao Min looked at Qin Fan, who was sprawled on the ground like a dead dog. She found it truly amusing.

This refined scoundrel looked like a decent person, but he only did things that no human would do. His heart was truly vicious. Zhao Min floated beside Qin Fan and looked down at him. "Where did all that ruthlessness go, brother? When you sliced open my belly and took my unborn child out, you weren't acting like this. You must have been so cold-hearted back then, weren't you?"

As Zhao Min spoke, she slapped his face repeatedly.

Qin Fan was like a pile of mud. "Don't do this to me, Minmin. You can't do this to me. I love you, have you forgotten? Remember how good I was to you before?"

Zhao Min opened her mouth wide and laughed. "...In gratitude for how good you were to me, I must thank you properly. After all, if it weren't for you, I would still be a living person instead of a wandering soul as I am now. Qin Fan, give me back my life. It's time we settled these old and new scores."

Upon hearing her words, a pungent odor wafted from between Qin Fan's legs, followed by a puddle of liquid.

Damn!

Qin Fan had actually wet himself in fear. The resentment in Zhao Min had reached a tipping point; if she didn't vent it now, it certainly wouldn't be over.

Next came the scene of a one-sided beating. Throughout the house, Qin Fan's pig-like screams echoed...

One could say Qin Fan deserved this. As the saying goes, if one knew today would come, why act that way in the beginning? This was the consequence of not acting like a human. His current fate was entirely of his own making; he could blame no one else.