Staring at the bloody wound that was already a little infected, Xiao Ying's eyes constricted a little. Just with a glance, the wound seemed painful enough.
Yet, he was still able to endure the pain when he jumped down the cliff. Not only was he cruel to others, but he was also even crueler to himself!
Xiao Ying took out a sharp dagger from the man's boots. She was so quick that it was too late for Long Ming to take the dagger back.
"If you dare do other things, I can strangle you with a hand even if you're holding a dagger." He stared at her with dangerous eyes.
In response, Xiao Ying only waved the sharp dagger in front of him, smirking. "So there are times when the Burmese King is scared too!"
Long Ming grabbed Xiao Ying's wrist immediately and pulled her towards him. He grabbed her chin and bit her lips harshly.
