Elder Wu spat out two mouthfuls of fresh blood, his eyes burning with fury as he glared at Li Mubei.
"Li family's brat, can't believe you actually killed me over that woman."
At this moment, Elder Wu's tendons were severed; he knew his life couldn't be saved.
On the brink of death, he couldn't help but deeply regret. His daughter had warned him before, Wu Ling'er thought Li Mubei was a decisive killer, a character to reckon with.
But Elder Wu didn't believe it. He prided himself on having watched Li Mubei grow up. To him, Li Mubei was gentle and easily manipulated. Even though he had hurt Li Mubei's woman, he thought Li Mubei would still not dare to act against him in consideration of the Wu Clan's face. That's why he had come to assassinate with such complacency tonight.
