49. Escaping Danger, A Night of Trouble in the Capital City
By the edge of a quiet cliff, a crescent moon hung in the distant sky. A cool breeze blew across the clifftop. The one-eyed man, lying feebly on the cliff, gave a regretful, bitter smile. "Miss Ye, isn't such a tactic too despicable?"
Ye Li sat languidly beside him, casually pulling off the cloth strip stained with rouge-colored medicine from her shoulder and flinging it off the cliff. She shrugged indifferently. "You aren't exactly an honorable man yourself, so I don't feel guilty." The means didn't matter; the result did.
"Don't move." A light yet sharp blade rested gently on the artery in the man's neck. "I'd advise you not to act rashly without absolute certainty. If I thrust forward just half an inch more, not even the immortal gods could save you."
