Her palm felt like it was being torn apart by the blade. Qiao Nian did not make a sound as she held the blade tightly.
Jiang Xianrou tried her best to pull the knife out.
Bright red blood dripped onto the ground drop by drop, as if striking everyone's heart. Everyone was stunned by this scene.
"Nian Nian." Old Master Jiang's eyes widened, and his blood pressure soared. His vision darkened, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Xianrou became more and more anxious and flustered. She threatened with a pale face, "Qiao Nian, don't force me."
She ruthlessly pulled the knife with all her might.
The girl's eyes turned cold, and she executed an extremely clean roundhouse kick, sending Jiang Xianrou flying to the ground.
"Oh." Jiang Xianrou felt her vision go black, and her chest hurt. Under extreme pain, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her front teeth were about to fall out.
