The kitchen was already swept clean of all edible items: even salt, soy sauce and items like vinegar were all eaten by the mother and daughter pair.
However, her aim was not these items- rather, it was a vegetable knife. She feared that she would commit something unthinkable under her frenzy, so her heart was dead-set.
She picked up the knife, her eyes empty; as her hands trembled uncontrollably, her heart also beat with fear and unease.
“If only someone could save us right now, I would agree to whatever he wants.” Zhuo Yatong laughed bitterly before killing off that hope, closing her eyes as she swung the knife down towards her left hand.