"You shouldn't have touched her."
Lu Zhaoyan mercilessly withdrew his long sword, one hand covering Liu Qingyun's occiput, using the clean back of his hand to block the splattering blood.
Liu Qingyun smelled the strong scent of blood and heard the sound of someone falling to the ground behind her.
As a martial artist, she could even judge that the other person was breathing their last.
"Ah Yan, you..."
She was stunned as she spoke, "Weren't you not supposed to kill him?"
After all, Prince Rui was a prince of the realm.
No matter how excessive his actions, his life couldn't be taken lightly.
Because she understood this, she willingly stopped, persuaded by Lu Zhaoyan.
"He deserves to die."
Lu Zhaoyan said softly.
Liu Qingyun turned around.
"Don't look."
Lu Zhaoyan embraced her, his tone gentle to the extreme, yet his gaze toward Prince Rui was as cold as ice.
Prince Rui's entire body trembled, blood continually flowing from his mouth.
"Second... second... you..."
