Divine Emperor of Death

Davis didn't answer her question but responded with a question, "Are you going to kill me or what?"

Mo Mingzhi's expression fell, "I'm going to fucking kill you!!"

"What she said, is it true?"

Davis turned to look at his side.

A woman suddenly materialized to their side and spoke in a bewildered tone, "I'm surprised..."

"So?" Davis prompted.

"She's lying..."

Davis turned confused, "Meaning that she's unwilling to kill me?"

Clara nodded her head. She had already mastered the Chinese Language in a single night after returning from outer space. Having nothing to do, she and her brother stayed on the third floor, gazing at the skies while taking rest. In the meantime, she did learn Chinese to better understand.

Although she couldn't speak fluently, she could more or less understand it easily.

Mo Mingzhi took a step back as she became alert a moment ago when another woman suddenly appeared in her room.

Then she heard the two of them speak in another language that she had no way of understanding at the moment.

But when she looked at the woman who suddenly appeared look like a celestial beauty even with a veiled appearance, jealousy and envy filled her heart.

Mo Mingzhi's current appearance was filled with a few pimples, haggard wrinkles, probably an after-effect from the drugs and alcohol she took.

This filled her with immense loathing for Tian Long because, if it were not for him, she would not have fallen low to this point but also reminded her how low she had fallen

Nevertheless, her expression changed again.

She realized that if it weren't for Tian Long, would she have even survived after her father was dead?

She was no child right now, and was well aware of the consequences of a fallen princess, especially when the fallen princess is from an underground organization.

'Could it be that he was the one who left me in an orphanage to protect me?'

Her memories after her father had died were vague because she was only 6 years old at that time.

She had no idea what truly had happened at that time and failed to consider after she had learned the truth due to the shock factor.

In truth, Davis had used the Death Book at that time to do his biddings, including the fact that Mo Mingzhi joining an orphanage was also his doing through using another man.

Although he did use the Death Book, deaths never happened because he ingeniously wrote that his victims would only die a minute before their lifespan ends.

So, in reality, he only took a minute of their lives to control them and fulfill his needs. In other words, it can also be interpreted as that they wouldn't meet with any danger until they neared the end of their lifespan, however, that remains to be seen and tested.

Then again, after the Death Book fused with his soul during the transmigration, he doubted that if they would even die a minute sooner in the first place as he noticed that the Death Book's reset and even changed intrinsically after their fusion, revealing unknown powers as he gradually increased his cultivation.

"What are you going to do, brother?" Clara inquired after the few seconds passed, which were filled with ambient silence.

"..." Davis stayed silent, not opting to answer Clara.

The karma thread in front of him that connected him and Mo Mingzhi was filled with mainly two types of colors from her side.

Red and black.

From his soul, a white thread flew out as it reached Mo Mingzhi's soul. Halfway to her soul, the color of the white thread changed to something that was tinged with red and black.

A red thread signified love, both affectionately and sexually while a black thread signified negative emotions such as hate, anger and various types of negative emotions.

He knew what red signified because the thread connecting Evelynn and him was coated with bright red, like the red thread that connected lovers in the legends.

As for the black thread, he practiced his Karma Laws in the prison during the time he spent living in the Royal Castle after his marriage with Evelynn.

So from his experiments, he knew that black threads signified negative emotions like hate and anger.

'What else can I do other than severing this thread? The only way to return her to normal is for her to forget about me...' Davis pondered as he looked at Mo Mingzhi's grown-up facial features.

The last time he saw her was precisely at the time when she was 12 years old when he shared more than half of the inheritance which originally belonged to Mo Mingzhi's father but was obtained through crime and illegal means.

In any case, he didn't need millions of dollars to live his life, so he just returned it to support this little girl's future.

Even half of it was enough to let her live the life of a princess in the modern world, however, he looked at the state she was currently in...

Messy black hair that was unkempt till her shoulders, eyes which look tired and a mildly red small nose, probably from the number of times she cried. Her lips were not luscious nor rosy but just dry as if the flesh there had withered up.

She should be more than 30 years old but still had a gorgeous figure capable of bearing children even from a few years ago.

He could see that she lived well with the money he had left for her, he could see that she grew up to be a fine woman but messed up because of her feelings for him. Although it didn't make him feel guilty, he did feel pity.

Pity for the fact that despite knowing that he was the killer of her father, she still couldn't determine herself to kill him.

His and her relationship could be considered as purely one of caretaker and the one being cared, and he only met her once twice yet it devolved into being one of this...

Suddenly, his pupils dilated.

He saw the changes occurring in the thread and was bewildered, even astonished.

The black color coating the thread was slowly eroded by the red color. The latter spread and painted the black colored area with red as if it were tainting, and after a few moments, only a few specks of black color were left on the thread, becoming slightly inconspicuous than before.

"Are you the one who put me in that orphanage? Even meddling with my studies indirectly?"

Davis was confused as what was happening to her but he still replied truthfully, "Yes..."

Mo Mingzhi bit her lips, "I'm the daughter of the one who tortured you... Why didn't you kill... or even torture me back then to curb your hatred?"

"Didn't I tell you already?" The corner of his lips curved, "The subsequent generation is not in the wrong."

Truthfully, if it weren't for Mo Mingzhi's heartwrenching cries at that time, he would've in no doubt fallen into depravity, something which he had loathed since he was an innocent boy in the slums.

It was especially so when he saw the twisted face of Mo Wuming, Mo Mingzhi's father. He didn't want to become a person like that, someone who was deprived, twisted, deranged and insane.

Mo Mingzhi's eyes widened as his figure superimposed with that Tian Long's harmless smile, 'Ah, so that's what he meant at that time...'

She closed her eyes as her lips curved while she let out a mocking laugh, "I take it back. Although you didn't kill me, you did torture me..."

Davis's eyes widened as black lines filled his face. Not to her reply but to the changes in the karma thread.