Xyla Quest nodded. “I’m feeling a little better, but it still feels horrible. Georgie, I find it difficult not to be involved… I hate myself.”

“But you didn’t kill those people. You weren’t the one who asked that person to drop bombs from a helicopter… You should hate that criminal. That person is so inhumane!” Georgie Clementine said before clenching her fists tightly again.

Up until now, Georgie still felt afraid in hindsight when she recalled the cruel methods of the criminal…

She felt very curious about this criminal’s identity.

From her perspective, Xyla had always been a person who was easy to get along with.

Although Xyla had a high profile, she had never used it to oppress other people or harm others.

Regardless of who Xyla faced, she was always gentle and polite.

Anyone who ever had any conflict with Xyla was always the person who messed with Xyla first.

Hence, Georgie felt that it had to be the same this time…

Georgie guessed that someone must have messed with Xyla.