My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Yang Qingtian wasn’t as furious as the others.
Instead, she smiled, but this smile was full of ridicule.

After spending so much time with Li Yunzi, Yang Qingtian still had some understanding of her, even if she didn’t see her true color.
She certainly saw the pain and regret in her eyes.

“I’m a murderer.
I’m a murderer.
I’ve become a murderer…”

Li Yunzi seemed to have gone mad as she mumbled to herself with red eyes, “But I’ve never thought of taking her life.
I’ve never thought of killing her.
I wanted to pull her back, but I failed.
I failed to pull her back.
She jumped down.
She really jumped down!

“There was so much blood.
I was so scared.
I was so scared.
I dream about it every night.
I dream that there’s so much blood on my hand every night.
There’s really so much blood.
I can’t wash it away.
I can’t wash it away no matter what…

“Just like the blot on my character, just like I’m a murderer, I won’t be able to wash it away.
I won’t be able to wash it away forever.
It’s useless to regret.
It’s useless to regret.
She won’t come back to life.
She won’t come back to life!”

In the end, Li Yunzi broke down and covered her face with her hands, as if she was avoiding the fact that she killed her best friend with her own hands.

“Take her away!”

The leader of the policemen, who brought Liang Weishu down from the roof, waved his hand when he saw that things were almost ending, signaling his subordinates to take Li Yunzi away.

After Li Yunzi and Liang Weishu were taken away, everyone discussed for a while more and gradually left.

It was still crowded just then, but there were only a few people left now, including Su Chenyi, Mr.
Gao, the mother and son of the Jiang family, the principal and a few other teachers.

“Old Gao, the school has misunderstood you.
As the principal, I failed you.
I apologize to you here.
I’m sorry, Old Gao.
I wonder if you’re still willing to return to the school as a good teacher?”