"Thank you for your kind reminder, but rest assured, I will definitely survive and come out alive. I won't die, I will live well, waving at you with a victorious smile, and mocking your foolishness."
Luo Qingli spoke very slowly, very clearly, and with emphasis.
Luo Qingli never instigated trouble proactively, but she wasn't someone who could be easily manipulated either.
"I've said it before, I won't let you succeed, nor will I allow you to enter easily. Just wait! You might as well just die peacefully in the jungle. Don't worry, I will visit your gravesite next year." Hen Mei didn't just wish Luo Qingli dead with her words, she felt it in her heart too.
"You don't need to bother with that, to spare you the heartache, I will definitely survive. After all, if you were to visit my grave, I would be worried you'd dirty the path of my reincarnation." A sharp tongue? Indeed, Luo Qingli could be quite sharp-tongued herself.
