Hence, Mu Ling had forgiven Chen Qingyan even if she had harmed the old master. He knew that Chen Qingyan was not a tough lady. She could not live without him.
However, Mu Ling did not know if he could forgive Chen Qingyan this time.
Seeing Mu Ling sinking into silence, Chen Qingyan got the message. She smiled wryly and let go of Mu Ling's hands.
"Brother Ling, I get you. Previously, I wanted to offer up my life as penance but you have stopped me. This time, please don't stop me again..."
Whoosh!
With a flick of a sleeve, a dagger appeared in Chen Qingyan's hand as she stabbed her own belly forcefully.
Well, it was a dagger and not a long sword. The dagger was thrust toward Chen Qingyan's belly and not her heart.
In a split second, the dagger dug into Chen Qingyan's skin, blood could be seen spurting out of her belly. Chen Qingyan stumbled backward, her face was sickly pale.
