Xiao Jinghuai's dark pupils instantly twisted, "Say that again!"
"Heh." Su Ting endured the pain as she climbed up from the ground, wiping away the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, "I said if I die, then... Song Song won't survive either. You love her very much, don't you?"
This love is so beautiful, beautiful enough to make anyone insanely jealous—
In this lifetime she could not obtain it, but destroying it wasn't bad either, at least it seemed like there was once a slight... closeness.
Xiao Jinghuai slowly withdrew his hand, always a decisive person who acted swiftly, without procrastination, yet he was now deadlocked, a fleeting panic showed in his eyes.
After a long moment, he spoke, "She... truly came back, damn Lan Yuzhe!"
Su Ting laughed happily, "Yes! She came back with her third master, but was caught by the Holy Emperor's men midway, and handed over to me to handle completely, so you have to be obedient, or your most loved woman will die miserably, hehe—"
