The footsteps suddenly stopped.
Turning around slowly, the person walked back at a snail's pace.
The moonlight fell on the figure; who else could it be but Jiang Xue?
Her face was etched with terror, her whole body trembling...
Her eyes brimming with tears.
Thump... Jiang Xue knelt down and begged for mercy.
"I was wrong... I was wrong, I am truly sorry..."
"Please spare me... spare me..."
Jiang Xue was so frightened that her words were incoherent.
However, Fang Yu had no sympathy for her and said, "Want me to spare you? Fine, kill Lu Tianyuan."
Dong.
He kicked a broken sword over to her.
Without any hesitation, Jiang Xue picked up the sword, bared her teeth, and lunged at Lu Tianyuan.
"No—"
Pfft!
The broken sword plunged straight into his heart.
He was a dying man anyway; what did it matter if he died sooner than later?
At this moment—
Chen Daotian came to Fang Yu's side, looked around, and let out a sigh.
"Yu, that's a bit too ruthless."
