"Damn, she's fast!" Chen Xiaobei exclaimed in shock. He hurriedly executed the Seven Star Tian Gang Step, twisting his body to narrowly dodge Murong Xiaoyi's strike.
Immediately, Chen Xiaobei leaped to a safe distance and frowned. "Murong Xiaoyi, I never expected you to have feelings for Qingcheng. But as a doctor, I feel obligated to inform you that you have a serious psychological illness that needs treatment."
"Shut up!" Murong Xiaoyi snarled, her face twisting with rage. "What if I do love my cousin? It's not for a scumbag like you to pass judgment. I swear I will kill you. Only then will my cousin return to me. Chen Xiaobei, go to hell!"
With those words, Murong Xiaoyi whipped out a dagger. Holding it in a reverse grip, she slashed at Chen Xiaobei's throat, her eyes filled with pure hatred.
