Chapter 1824: Chapter 1824: It Won’t Be Long

"Xiaoyu, stop talking." Old Yang reprimanded, then turned his gaze to the evil spirit, "My granddaughter is still young and doesn’t understand things. Please don’t blame her. I apologize on her behalf. Whatever you want, I can give it to you, as long as you’re willing to spare us." The nearly 100-year-old man knelt directly in front of the evil spirit and begged.

"Heh, is what I want something you can give me?" The evil spirit sneered and pulled out a dagger from his waist, directly piercing Old Yang’s hand and pinning it to the ground.

"Ah—" The scream echoed throughout the Yang Residence.

"Scream all you want, no matter how loud you call out, no one will hear you. In this courtyard, apart from you two, there isn’t a single breathing creature left."

"What exactly do you want?" Yang Xiaoyu was now somewhat scared, but outwardly she still maintained a façade of indifference.

"What do I want? I made it very clear when I came in." The evil spirit spoke casually.

The terrifying thing about the evil spirit is that he never kills you immediately but chats with you, gradually breaking down your will, both mentally and physically.

"Who sent you to kill us? How much did she pay you? I’ll double it." Yang Xiaoyu stared intensely at the evil spirit.

"In this world, there really isn’t anyone who can afford to hire me to kill people.

Didn’t you hear what your grandfather just said? I never have a reason for killing, it’s just whether I want to or not. Who made you upset me?"

"Before this, we never met. When did we ever provoke you?"

"Have you heard the saying ’The dragon’s reverse scale is untouchable; touch it and you shall anger it’? You dared to touch my reverse scale, how could I easily forgive you?"

"Reverse scale?" Old Yang spoke up after adapting to the pain.

"Jian Dan!" The evil spirit spoke coldly.

"Jian Dan? So it was Jian Dan who sent you." Yang Xiaoyu said with a smile, "I guess I really underestimated Jian Dan?"

Seeing Yang Xiaoyu’s demeanor, the evil spirit’s eyes turned icy. He drew two more knives from his waist and stabbed them straight into Yang Xiaoyu’s hands.

Afterwards, the evil spirit ensured Old Yang and Yang Xiaoyu experienced a deep sense of a fate worse than death.

Yang Xiaoyu’s face contorted with pain, her body and spirit enduring immense torment, yet her eyes remained cold as she looked at the evil spirit.

"At my happiest moment, it’s when I choose to understand myself, but you don’t have that right. Without my permission, you are not allowed to die!" The evil spirit clasped onto Yang Xiaoyu’s mouth tightly, his voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"Kill me, please! I can’t take it anymore, kill me!" Old Yang pleaded bitterly to the evil spirit.

"Don’t worry, I will kill you, but after Yang Xiaoyu dies. And it won’t be just you; I’ll send everyone in your family to accompany you. On the road to the Netherworld, you certainly won’t be lonely!"

"No! Don’t touch them; they don’t know anything. Spare them, please spare them!" Old Yang knelt on the ground, continuously bowing his head to the evil spirit, begging him to spare his family.

"Spare them? When you were dealing with Jian Dan, did you ever think about the word ’spare’?" The evil spirit spoke coldly, recalling in his mind the scene when he arrived at the villa rooftop and saw Jian Dan, who had already fallen unconscious, igniting a fiery rage within him.

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