Yun Qi's childish and indignant expression made Yun Zhao, standing behind her, smile again.
Qi really is still a child, detesting evil, fair and kind—if only there were more people like her in the world.
The Multi-faced Man was beaten badly, drooling at the mouth, rotten flesh turned outwards, as he wailed loudly:
"I was wrong, Little Immortal, I know I was wrong, give me a chance to make amends! I've been wandering in this world neither human nor ghost for so many years, and I'm suffering too. Please be kind and send me to reincarnation, I want to be reborn in a good family in the next life."
"Hmph, you want to be reborn in a good family? Those you harmed also wanted to live good lives, but a person like you doesn't deserve to take a good spot. In my opinion..."
Yun Qi rested her fingertips on her chin, looked up at the sky and thought seriously for a moment, then decisively said:
"A soul as evil as yours shouldn't waste time, just be dispersed into ashes and smoke."
