Xuanhuan: A Half Crimson Moon, a Sword, and Two Worlds of Villains

Five years ago, he was as insignificant as an ant. Wrongfully imprisoned, he endured every humiliation. Three years later, he broke free from his cage and spent the rest of his life bathing in blood.

“Beast, what are you going to do?” the woman demanded.

His expression was calm. “Nothing much. I just want to play a game with you. Guess how many members of the Mei family died tonight.”

“You’ll die a horrible death!”

He seemed not to hear her curses and continued speaking to himself.

“I don’t know, but I do know how many of the Mei family survived tonight.” He smiled. “You, your father, and your little maid. Hmm, three.”

The woman’s face turned deathly pale, and her voice trembled. “What happened to everyone else?”

“I killed them, of course. What, did you think I’d invite them over for tea?”

The girl’s vision went black, her heart overcome with grief and rage.

“You’re so vicious, you’ll surely fall into hell!”

“That’s a matter for after I die. You don’t need to worry about it. I once said that I’d make my enemies repay a hundredfold for every bit of pain they inflicted on me. Isn’t keeping your word the right way to live?”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.