Under the cold gleam, a scarlet mark remained.
However, it wasn't Li San, it was Tubo...
In that moment when Tubo charged at Li San, he had no idea how he fell for the trap.
Due to his injury, his attention was diverted, and what he thought was a flaw in Li San's defense turned out to be his own biggest vulnerability.
Or rather… this flaw was deliberately sold to him, and the price he had to pay was: life.
"Bang."
With no fancy moves, a simple and direct charged palm hit Tubo's chest, shattering his heart.
Spitting blood, he collapsed to the ground...
Clinging to his last breath, he raised his head.
He wanted to see, before he died, who wielded the blade just now.
She stood beside Li San, dressed in a tight night suit.
"Ru... Ruyu?"
As he breathed his last, Tubo still wore an expression of disbelief. He couldn't imagine dying at the hands of a woman.
