"Oh? Was it you who orchestrated Chen Zheng's misfortune over twenty years ago?"
Yang Tian asked in a deep voice.
"That's right, it was the old hag!"
The old woman's face was icy cold.
"You're admitting it so quickly, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
Yang Tian asked.
He was just testing the old woman, not expecting her to confess her crime so unequivocally.
"I am indeed afraid, not only that you'll kill me but more afraid that you'll expose my deeds. If that happens, I'll die a horrible death!" After a pause, the old woman's face turned colder as she spoke, "But I am confident that at this moment, I can kill you!"
"What a big talk!"
Yang Tian laughed.
Since his advent, he has rarely been threatened.
Because those who threatened him have gone to hell.
Yet this old woman before him, speaking with such bravado, was absolutely laughable.
