Davis didn’t answer her question but responded with a question, "Are you going to kill me or what?"
Mo Mingzhi’s expression fell, "I’m going to fucking kill you!!"
"What she said, is it true?"
Davis turned to look at his side.
A woman suddenly materialized to their side and spoke in a bewildered tone, "I’m surprised..."
"So?" Davis prompted.
"She’s lying..."
Davis turned confused, "Meaning that she’s unwilling to kill me?"
Clara nodded her head. She had already mastered the Chinese Language in a single night after returning from outer space. Having nothing to do, she and her brother stayed on the third floor, gazing at the skies while taking rest. In the meantime, she did learn Chinese to better understand.
Although she couldn’t speak fluently, she could more or less understand it easily.
Mo Mingzhi took a step back as she became alert a moment ago when another woman suddenly appeared in her room.
Then she heard the two of them speak in another language that she had no way of understanding at the moment.
But when she looked at the woman who suddenly appeared look like a celestial beauty even with a veiled appearance, jealousy and envy filled her heart.
Mo Mingzhi’s current appearance was filled with a few pimples, haggard wrinkles, probably an after-effect from the drugs and alcohol she took.
This filled her with immense loathing for Tian Long because, if it were not for him, she would not have fallen low to this point but also reminded her how low she had fallen
Nevertheless, her expression changed again.
She realized that if it weren’t for Tian Long, would she have even survived after her father was dead?
She was no child right now, and was well aware of the consequences of a fallen princess, especially when the fallen princess is from an underground organization.
Even half of it was enough to let her live the life of a princess in the modern world, however, he looked at the state she was currently in...
Messy black hair that was unkempt till her shoulders, eyes which look tired and a mildly red small nose, probably from the number of times she cried. Her lips were not luscious nor rosy but just dry as if the flesh there had withered up.
She should be more than 30 years old but still had a gorgeous figure capable of bearing children even from a few years ago.
He could see that she lived well with the money he had left for her, he could see that she grew up to be a fine woman but messed up because of her feelings for him. Although it didn’t make him feel guilty, he did feel pity.
Pity for the fact that despite knowing that he was the killer of her father, she still couldn’t determine herself to kill him.
His and her relationship could be considered as purely one of caretaker and the one being cared, and he only met her once twice yet it devolved into being one of this...
Suddenly, his pupils dilated.
He saw the changes occurring in the thread and was bewildered, even astonished.
The black color coating the thread was slowly eroded by the red color. The latter spread and painted the black colored area with red as if it were tainting, and after a few moments, only a few specks of black color were left on the thread, becoming slightly inconspicuous than before.
"Are you the one who put me in that orphanage? Even meddling with my studies indirectly?"
Davis was confused as what was happening to her but he still replied truthfully, "Yes..."
Mo Mingzhi bit her lips, "I’m the daughter of the one who tortured you... Why didn’t you kill... or even torture me back then to curb your hatred?"
"Didn’t I tell you already?" The corner of his lips curved, "The subsequent generation is not in the wrong."
Truthfully, if it weren’t for Mo Mingzhi’s heartwrenching cries at that time, he would’ve in no doubt fallen into depravity, something which he had loathed since he was an innocent boy in the slums.
It was especially so when he saw the twisted face of Mo Wuming, Mo Mingzhi’s father. He didn’t want to become a person like that, someone who was deprived, twisted, deranged and insane.
Mo Mingzhi’s eyes widened as his figure superimposed with that Tian Long’s harmless smile, ’Ah, so that’s what he meant at that time...’
She closed her eyes as her lips curved while she let out a mocking laugh, "I take it back. Although you didn’t kill me, you did torture me..."
Davis’s eyes widened as black lines filled his face. Not to her reply but to the changes in the karma thread.