"Feng Wu, how can you be so cruel? How can you slander me?!" Zuo Qingluan shouted at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu smirked.
Zuo Qingluan was still looking at Feng Wu with tears in her eyes.
"Feng Wu, do you really want me dead?!"
As she spoke, Zuo Qingluan took out a dagger from her sleeve and put the blade on her fair neck.
The sharp dagger sliced her skin. Instantly, a bloody mark appeared, and beads of blood oozed out.
Right now, Zuo Qingluan looked so sad, so miserable, so wronged…
"That's enough!"
Master Yun hollered angrily!
She stared at Feng Wu. "Are you really going to kill her?!"
Feng Wu kept a smirk on her face.
Instead of answering Master Yun, she stared at Zuo Qingluan.
She wanted to see how thick-skinned Zuo Qingluan was to say something like that at a time like this.
However, under Feng Wu's gaze, Zuo Qingluan still looked as aggrieved as ever.
