"Maybe, we shouldn't have killed them!" In the living room, Narcissa looked away from the several corpses on the ground, and looked at the bottle of golden potion in her hand. Her slightly pale lips trembled slightly, and there was a bit of haze in her eyes looking at Bella. "If you don't kill them, why keep them?" Bella didn't care that she had just crushed two bedbugs. "You should have noticed that they have already colluded."