"Cough, cough."
Wu Yue let out another cough but this time, there was no blood. She turned her clear, limpid eyes toward Shi Yun as a cold smile formed in the corners of her lips, "Shi Yun, have you really forgotten about me? But I've never been able to forget you despite the many years. If it weren't for you, I would never have endured so much suffering!"
At this very moment, Shi Yun's expression was an exceptionally ugly sight to behold. Her body, already paralyzed on the ground, seemed to wobble, weaken, and lose its spirit.
She's still alive! Shi Yun fumed. That damned woman was still alive!
No!
I cannot be defeated here, at least not in front of this woman.
"Leng Yanfeng, kill her. I order you to kill her!"
Amidst the gentle breeze, Leng Yanfeng stood silently rooted to the spot as if he did not hear her. He stared in astonishment at that bloodied face.
