Jun Wu Xie could not get any answer would never be able to have the answer. After that girl had spoken her last words, her eyes lost its lustre and her hand fell lifelessly onto Jun Wu Xie's body.
Death had taken her away so quietly.
She had not said much before her death, only one sentence.
Live, no matter what she had wanted Jun Wu Xie to live on!
"Damn, what an annoying waste.. what an eyesore." Luo Qingcheng narrowed her eyes as she looked at that fallen person with undisguised disgust and scorn.
Jun Wu Xie lowered her eyes but that didn't mask the chill in her gaze. This girl who had refused to divulge her identity had saved her again and again.
"Luo Qingcheng."
Jun Wu Xie said her name in a slow and deliberate manner. Although her voice was not loud, it drifted into the ears of Luo Qingcheng.
Luo Qingcheng furrowed her brows.
