Chapter 137: Psycho
"What can you do? I swear my family will not let you off!" Although she was frightened, Ji Feifei was determined not to show her weakness. So what if she was Xia Luna? She was just like her sister - a fly that could easily be swatted.
Xia Luna leisurely scrutinized Ji Feifei, making the latter wonder whether she was really going to die.
With a hum, she walked to a drawer and opened it, taking out a knife than she started playing with it while glaring at Ji Feifei. Several thoughts ran through her mind. ’You really think I wouldn’t hurt you? You are not dealing with Lanni, you know.’
It was not that she thought of Li Lanni as an easy target, but unlike her sister, Xia Luna didn’t have a conscience. Her hands were already stained with blood. What difference did it make if she killed one more? And for her sister, she would do anything.
Ji Feifei freaked out when she saw Xia Luna play with the knife as though it was a toy. Who plays with knives like that? Was she a psycho? Why didn’t those people tell her that Xia Luna was so scary? For a second, she imagined that knife piercing through her chest or stomach or... no! She didn’t want to die!
Even then, she didn’t want to show that she was scared. "Do you think just holding a knife would scare me? Anyone could do it."
All of a sudden, she saw the knife fly towards her, narrowly missing her head.
"Ahhhh!" Ji Feifei trembled in shock. She looked like she would pass out any second.
Xia Luna rolled her eyes and took out another one - but this was one was a scarier double-edged fighting knife with a central spine and edges sharpened the full length. Ji Feifei felt chill on her back when she saw that dagger in her hand, "What are you screaming so loudly about. I just felt that your hair is repulsive to my eyes, so I was trying to shave your head from a distance. Don’t worry; I’m very good with my aim... However, sometimes I miss it when I’m angry."
She walked over and grabbed a fistful of Ji Feifei’s detainee T-shirt. "So, you better start talking, young woman."
"T-talk about what?" Ji Feifei tried to break off the rope tying her wrists, but that only hurt her armpits and wrists. She could only look back at Xia Luna, who mocked at her. "You would have to try harder than that. Talk!"