Xia rushuang's eyes were bloodshot as she glared at the dagger pressed against Yan qingsi's neck. It was as if she could already see the image of the dagger cutting through Yan qingsi's throat and blood splattering out.
If she could move, she would have already pounced over and done it herself.
You Yi was about to hit her when Yan qingsi suddenly said,""Wait ... One last question before I die."
You Yi stopped."Fine. Seeing as you're about to die, I'll let you leave a few last words. I'll fulfill your last wish."
Xia rushuang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets."You Yi, don't give her any chance to speak. Hurry up. She must die ..."
You Yi's eyes turned cold. There was no warmth in his gaze as he looked at Xia rushuang."I don't need you to tell me what to do, unless you want me to choose to stand on her side."
Xia rushuang didn't dare to speak for a moment. You Yi was indeed a capable man.
