"These are not the main points; the main point is the words I'm about to say, you need to remember every single word!"
"I need Song Youman to stay alive, no matter what method you use, she has to stay alive. If I am able to return alive, and she's suffered any harm, I'll kill you; if I can't make it back alive, and I bump into her in the Netherworld, I'll turn into a fierce ghost and torment you to death every night!"
"Got it?"
When Xia Wan'an uttered the last four words, they were practically squeezed from between her clenched teeth.
Han Zhijin actually found this woman in front of him somewhat annoying; he felt that her presence had stolen his little aunt's place in his uncle's heart. Yet at this moment, as she spoke those words, he felt a sense of closeness, as if he were seeing his little aunt in her.
Xia Wan'an saw that Han Zhijin was staring at her, silent for ages, so she gripped his collar even tighter: "Did you understand what I said?"
