Xiao Mo felt the dagger settle in her palm, deftly knocking the gun from Leng Xiao's hand and, with a swift wave, pressing the dagger against Leng Xiao's throat in an instant, turning defense into attack, and taking control of the entire situation.
"Haha... Leng Xiao, do you think you still have the right to threaten me? Think of all the bad things you've done for Elder Master Long. Do you believe I'd kill you right now?" Xiao Mo's eyes gleamed fiercely as she pressed harder, and immediately fresh red blood began to stream from Leng Xiao's neck, trickling down.
Leng Xiao didn't seem afraid, his hands leisurely raised over his head, "A rose with thorns is indeed unpluckable, for you can get pricked at any time! However, for a pricking rose like you, I've reserved a move."
"Oh? Let's hear it, what do you have that could possibly trade for your life?"
