This sword strike was both swift and ruthless.
It was silent as well.
It possessed the ability only top assassins had.
Song Yuewan couldn't dodge at all, and was directly stabbed.
Poof!
Song Yuewan looked down at the sword tip.
She turned her head to look at Zhao's simple, foolish face and couldn't help but widen her eyes.
Was I stabbed by a fool?
As this thought flashed through her mind, a cry filled with pain rang out.
"Ah!"
The scream drew everyone's attention.
Including Cui Longnü and Miss Hongxiu.
The two of them were stunned when they saw this scene.
"Zhao, don't move, don't."
Cui Longnü hurriedly stopped Zhao, who was about to pull out the sword.
The sword was not removed, there was still hope.
If it were pulled out, Song Yuewan would be doomed.
