The young master might not care if he killed her this time, but she was her sister after all, and he killed the young master's sister...
When he thought that the young master would blame him in the future, he immediately put away the dagger in his hand and used his fingers to stab Mei Huan randomly.
"Senior, thank you." After finishing the order, he extended his hand to a certain uncle who was holding Mei Huan. The uncle then retracted his eyes and grasped Mei Huan's hand with a slight force.
It seeped into Mei Huan's lifeline and quietly shattered her heart.
"Ah——" Following that pinch, Mei Huan let out a heart-rending scream, then tilted her head and fainted.
"I shattered her heart. As soon as she uses force, she will immediately break into pieces and die. Even the gods can't save her." Yuan Yue (Uncle Master) looked at the emperor and Shadow, loosened his hand, and let Mei Huan go.
Then it fell to the ground and people turned around.
"Uncle!" Shiyi took a step forward, "Uncle, Master misses you! Why don't you go see him? Besides, the eighth sister-in-law is about to give birth..."
Uncle Master turned around and glanced at Eleven, "I still need two gifts. Once I have the gifts, I will go back!" After that, he walked away without looking back.
"Uncle Master, even if you don't have any gifts, can you still go back and have a look?" Eleven muttered, walking back to the table, calling for Shadow and Du Leng to come over, and sat down together, then pointed with his chin and lay on the ground and passed out.
Mei Huan, "What should I do?"
"She is right. If I kill her like this, the young master will blame me."
"She won't." Du Leng said softly, "It's you who will blame yourself."
Shadow was silent, and had to admit that Du Leng was right, but even if he knew, he still couldn't pass this level. No matter what, he would not kill this woman with his own hands, not to mention, "I can't kill her, Xiaodie
I’m about to give birth, but I can’t see any blood on my hands.”
Eleven sneered, turned his head and looked at Du Leng, "Do it!"
Du Leng shook his head vigorously, and then his eyes lit up, "She is half dead now anyway, why not..." He turned his eyes to Paul Lin, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, "How about sending them two back to China?"
Shadow said in a deep voice, "No, I must see her die." Otherwise, he would not feel relieved, not just him, but everyone would not feel relieved.