"Don't, Mom!"
Hua Xiuning yelled; she wasn't a fool and knew exactly what Qu Shiheng wanted her mother to do.
Anger consumed Hua Xiuning; this time she was truly furious.
She glared at Qu Shiheng, who had captured her, "I hate you, I hate you!"
Many people had called her a fool, but for such a fool, her mother could raise her hand and stab toward her own chest without a moment's hesitation.
No longer able to contain herself, Hua Xiuning screamed just as Hua Mi's dagger was about to plunge into her heart.
A mutated tree vine, appearing from nowhere, snaked around Hua Mi's wrist, allowing the dagger to only pierce slightly into her chest, barely tearing the fabric of her clothes.
Hua Mi looked in shock at the vine grasping her wrist, then turned to look behind Qu Shiheng.
