Zi Jin fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood immediately spurting out from her mouth. She lay a wretched heap on the ground, her blood stained face slowly being lifted, the tears brimming in her eyes filled with brewing hatred as she stared fixedly at Jun Wu Xie.
"I know that I am not your match, but Jun Wu, your despicable shamelessness would be discovered by people sooner or later. A person like you is not fit to be allied to our Palace Lord!" Zi Jin did not dare to recall, that desolate back of Gu Ying's, back at the palace hall.
Such a bright and gentle youth, but was forcefully pushed into an irrecoverable state of eternal condemnation by Jun Wu. An insidious mind like this, just send chills running through people.
