Flowers bloom without worries

Chapter 278: The Crime Deserved (2)

Yue Yin's deep and sharp eyes were like a hawk, fixed on Ye Fanchen, as if they could penetrate the depths of his soul. Yue Yin gritted her teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with uncontrollable anger: "It seems that you still don't give up! Is that right?" This voice echoed in this silent space like thunder, shaking Ye Fanchen's heart.

Ye Fanchen opened his thin lips slightly, his voice was low but full of reluctance: "Yue Yin, remember, as long as I am alive, I will not let you go. For so many years, you have never dared to show your true face in front of me. I am afraid that your face is too ugly to be seen."

"Not everyone can appreciate my face. If you want to see my real face, it means your death is near." Yue Yin's words pierced Ye Fanchen's heart like a sharp blade, causing Ye Fanchen to clench his fists instantly, his nails even piercing his palms.

"Bah! Do you think I will let you succeed so easily? Don't dream!" Ye Fanchen suddenly spat out a mouthful of saliva, his voice full of disdain and provocation. His eyes were like a cheetah locking onto its prey, staring at Yue Yin, trying to find a flaw in Yue Yin's expression.

"You are so capable! I am the Palace Master of Yueyin Palace. It is not difficult for me to kill someone?" Yueyin smiled contemptuously, and her eyes revealed her contempt for Ye Fanchen. Yueyin's words pierced Ye Fanchen's heart like a cold blade, making Ye Fanchen feel a chill.

"If you kill me, Stardust will never let you go."

"You are so confident that you know I will not kill you for Xingchen's sake?" Yue Yin snorted coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. Yue Yin clenched his fists, trying to suppress the anger and murderous intent in his heart. Yue Yin knew that if he was not careful at this moment, he might fall into the trap he set.

"If you kill me, I will never let you go, even in hell!" Ye Fanchen's voice echoed in Yue Yin's ears like a curse. Yue Yin's eyes revealed deep hatred and determination, as if she wanted to tear Ye Fanchen's soul into pieces.

"Then I want to see, why don't you let me go after you go to the underworld?" Yue Yin raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes flashed with provocation. Yue Yin knew that the grudge between herself and Ye Fanchen could not be reconciled, and only his death could solve all problems.

"Yue Yin, my elder brother saved your life. If you kill me, will you be worthy of my elder brother?" Lan Xi tried to move Ye Fanchen with his emotions. His voice was full of pleading and helplessness, as if telling Ye Fanchen: The grudge between us should end here.

"You brought this upon yourself. I've given you too many chances, but you're useless. What can I do? I believe that Xingchen knows everything you've done and will support me in doing this!" Yue Yin's voice was filled with determination.

"You have had a life of plenty, but you never let me go! Remember, my patience is limited, but you won't die so soon. I will keep you alive and torture you slowly..."

"Ye Feng, cut off his flesh piece by piece. Remember, cut a few pieces every day. Let him enjoy the process!"

"Yes, sir!" Ye Chen responded respectfully, then came to Ye Fanchen with a sharp knife.

Ye Feng's eyes were cold and ruthless, like a cold death. Ye Feng acted very quickly, and with his superb knife skills, he quickly cut off a piece of Ye Fanchen's flesh. Ye Fanchen's screams echoed in the prison, and his body trembled in pain, but Ye Feng did not soften his hands, but continued his actions more fiercely.

"Ah..." Ye Fanchen's painful voice cut through the silence of the night sky. From his voice, one could feel the pain that went deep into the bone marrow, the despair of having his body ruthlessly torn apart.

In this endless torture, Ye Fanchen did not completely succumb to the pain. He clenched his teeth, even though his cheeks were soaked with sweat and his body was shaking with pain, he still endured the pain and said, "Yue Yin, you bitch, why don't you just give me a quick end? If you treat me like this, Xingchen will never let you go!"

Yue Yin stared at Ye Fanchen coldly, without a trace of emotion in her eyes. Yue Yin listened quietly to Ye Fanchen's threat, and Ye Fanchen's words seemed to touch somewhere deep in her heart, and a trace of anger and sadness flashed in her eyes.

Ye Fanchen had been threatening her with Stardust all night. His words were like a sharp sword, piercing Yueyin's heart again and again. But Yueyin was not angry because of this, her eyes were always calm and firm.

Finally, Yue Yin could no longer control her emotions. She strode to Ye Fanchen's side and glared at him. Her voice was filled with anger and disappointment: "Do you think you can threaten me with stardust?"

"Yefeng..." Yueyin's voice was filled with unquestionable determination, "Give me the dagger!"

"Your Majesty..." Ye Feng hesitated, "I can just do this for you, why dirty your hands?"

"Give me the dagger!" Yue Yin repeated. This time her voice was filled with unquestionable determination and coldness. Ye Feng had no choice but to hand the dagger to Yue Yin.

After Yue Yin took the dagger, she cut off the flesh on Ye Fanchen's belly piece by piece without hesitation. Her movements were clean and neat, with a kind of ruthlessness and determination. It was as if she wanted to vent all her anger and pain on this dagger. Due to the excessive pain, Ye Fanchen finally fainted.

Yue Yin stopped and returned the dagger to Ye Feng, saying coldly: "Give him a quick death and then throw him into a mass grave and burn him."

There was no emotion in Yue Yin's voice, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her. Ye Feng nodded to show that he understood. Yue Yin glanced at Ye Fanchen, turned around and left the cell.