"I wonder if you'll still be able to attain the land and beautiful women if you become a eunuch?"

At this moment, Lin Mengya was holding on to a plain but sharpened dagger in her hand.

In the following moment, an extremely high-pitched cry of agony proceeded from Hu Lunan's mouth.

Thereafter, a smiling Lin Mengya was still holding on the dagger dripping with blood. Her smile remained demure and gentle, but ghostly.

"I'm, I'm going to ...