Even after stepping on the man's foot, Han Kekou didn't wait for him to react before stomping down on his other foot. Seeing that the man's expression didn't change and he didn't even frown, Han Kekou stepped even harder. She put all her strength into the heel of her high heel and pressed down fiercely, even spinning a few times, "For causing Jian You's death, for causing Jian You's death, let me tell you, you bastard, I, Han Kekou, would crush you to death with my high heels if necessary!"
The man still didn't make a sound; he seemed as if struck dumb. Suddenly, his long eyelashes trembled gently, and a crystal-clear teardrop quietly fell from the corner of his eye... Trickling down along his distinctly pale and chiseled cheekbones, the tears landed on the surface of Han Kekou's high heel that was pressing down forcefully, producing a ticking sound with each drop...
