The moment before he set the fire, Chen Ruobai's eyes were still open, "Mu Ronghuan, you wait..."
She couldn't die!
She couldn't die so pathetically and wretchedly!
She wanted to kill Mu Ronghuan, kill the old Emperor, kill all the soldiers of Lian Hai Kingdom who had insulted her!
They all... deserved to die!
When the blaze started, Chen Ruobai didn't know where she found the strength to get up, driven only by a single-minded desire for revenge, supporting her body. She seemed like a walking corpse, propelled only by the power of hatred, crawling out of the thatched cottage like a worm.
The thatched cottage burned down and collapsed, turning into a pile of ashes in no time.
Chen Ruobai still kept crawling outward, incessantly muttering, "I can't die, I can't die, I absolutely cannot die..."
The witch clan cannot be annihilated!
She absolutely couldn't be as weak as her mother.
Her mother had screamed before dying, "The witch clan must not be destroyed! You must survive!"
