The sarcasm paused.
This was the feeling that Wen Xishu wanted to emphasize and convey. He wasn't trying to move the target with repeated acts of redemption. Liu Jianxin would buy into that, but the girl before him didn't.
Wen Xishu spoke his second sentence, unhurriedly:
"The second choice, my Apostle will kill you with one arrow. I don't care where you hide, what your ability is, or in which dark corner of Jiangcheng you are eking out; it doesn't matter. I am not good at dealing with these things, but my Apostle can."
"At worst, destroy a city."
"Alright, that's all I have to say, make your choice?"
Wen Xishu smiled as he looked at the girl.
Tang Rui was still somewhat surprised... Was that all?
Back when Wen Xishu saved her, the two of them clinked glasses, exchanged memories, and talked for a long time.
She looked at the girl, who had her head down and was trembling slightly, apparently terrified by something beyond reason.
