"No way in Hell will I do it!" XueYa croaked with his last breath, determined to die now instead of waiting for LiangLin to rearrange his guts with his double sword.
Madam Mu frowned at her uncooperative patient as she pulled a chair over to the bed to sit down on.
The sparsely but tastefully decorated brothel room they were in belonged to a viper shifter, LuLi. There were paintings of mountains hanging on the wall, vines climbing out of tall vases, climbing along the floor on the opposite wall from where XueYa was sprawled out on like a squid caught on land to dry.
"Just cut my throat-" XueYa grumbled, his cheeks pale from the loss of blood as he glared at the only other two in the room with him.
LuLi blinked his pear blossom eyes at the sorcerer while dabbing some of the remains of dark blood from his heart-shaped lips with a silk handkerchief.
