The sound of weapons clashing rang out at the same time.
"Shuang'er, run!" Zeng Lunan shouted hysterically while fending off Chu Qi.
Lu Yunshuang was still his daughter no matter what. He was not able to stand by and watch her die.
"Do you think you can escape?" Ling Lihua cried. With a shake of her sleeves, two sharp daggers shot out separately toward Lu Yunshuang's vital organs.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The sound of sharp blades piercing through flesh was heard. Lu Yunshuang's eyes widened and she fell facedown to the ground.
Ling Lihua lowered her hands and her voice was filled with fury. "How dare you touch my daughter?! You should have suffered a fate worse than death!"
"Shuang'er…" Zeng Lunan called out in sorrow when he saw this. Not caring if Chu Qi's sword would pierce through his heart, he lunged recklessly toward where Lu Yunshuang was.
