"Fine, if you really have nothing to do with him, then kill him!"
Yeh Huang pulled out a dagger from the bottom of his boot and tossed it in front of Long Ling'er. The knife dropped with a clang at her feet.
She bent down, staring at the cold blade...
"Yeh Huang, you are being unreasonable. Just because I have nothing with him doesn't mean I must kill him."
"If you dare not kill him, it proves you can't bear to! Fine, since you can't do it, I'll help you two..."
Yeh Huang dragged Ding Rong again and was about to push him off the cliff, but Long Ling'er hurriedly reached out to stop him. Unexpectedly, the stones beneath her feet were unstable. Her body suddenly lost control and she began rolling down the slope towards the cliff bottom.
"Ah..." Long Ling'er screamed in terror as she rolled downward with the loose stones and dirt, reaching out desperately to grab something, but grasping nothing.
