“No.” Yu Ningning smiled faintly and shook her head helplessly. Her posture was like that of a powerful dictator in full regalia sitting high on a golden throne, looking at a ten-year-old child with a tolerant gaze.
She said with pity, "I will choose direct revenge."
An Shujia was about to scoff and say, "You think revenge is so simple..."
Yu Ningning tapped her fingers lightly on the table and said, word by word, "I will first dig that scum couple out of their graves, grind their bones to dust, and feed the ashes to the dogs."
The apocalypse is an era where the strong prey on the weak and martial prowess reigns supreme; what is least needed is hypocritical benevolence, morality, and compassion.
Let alone simple desecration of corpses, starving people can sometimes devour human bodies even more thoroughly than zombies.
An Shujia was visibly stunned, never expecting this to happen: "But they were my parents after all..."
Yu Ningning let out a cryptic sneer and continued, "Furthermore, human trafficking and swapping are unlikely to be the work of just one person. More often, it is the work of small gangs or even an entire chain of interests, and a custom that is taken for granted."
"This means that every year tens of thousands of people are stealing a child from one family and selling him to another."
"Oh, I forgot, more often than not their targets are young adult women."
"This really touches a raw nerve."
"I thoroughly enjoy the feeling of personally pressing my enemy's neck into a cesspool and watching her suffocate to death."
"Just thinking about having tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of enemies for me to torture, for me to slit their throats one by one, for them to die with their eyes wide open in hatred, regretting their crimes, makes me so excited I can't sleep."
These words completely overturned An Shujia's thinking.
As if she had heard something out of the blue, she froze, standing there weakly retorting, "But there are just too many human traffickers. That's the police's responsibility. I'm just an ordinary person. How could I possibly handle these things? I..."
"I……"
In the end, she couldn't utter a single word.
Because Yu Ningning was looking at her with a half-smile, her gaze filled with a knowing, condescending air.
—She had already seen through all the excuses she could come up with.
An Shujia stood there, her face pale, unable to utter another word.
Leaning comfortably back in her chair, Yu Ningning chuckled again and said, "An Shujia, I know you've always been jealous that Yu Ningning has been able to enjoy the wealth and luxury of the An family all these years in your place."
"But do you really know what kind of life Yu Ningning lived in the past?"
"If you had known, you might not have said those words."
An Shujia was about to retort: "But she used to have so much money. Yu Ningning, you're just being sour grapes now that you've lost the power and status of the An family. If you continue to live in such poverty for a few more years, you'll be even more bitter and sarcastic than me."
Yu Ningning smiled faintly: "An Shujia, how about we make a bet?"
An Shujia blurted out, "What kind of bet?"
“Compared to enjoying power from birth, I prefer to build a kingdom that belongs only to me, a kingdom where I am the only one who reigns supreme.” Yu Ningning said, enunciating each word clearly. “So I’m betting with you that within three years I can create a company even larger than the An Group. So that you, who think you’re so high and mighty now, will only be able to look up to me, beg me, and follow me.”
"What, you dare to make this bet with me?"
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