Seeing her man protecting her, Lu Zijia couldn't help smiling. She glanced at the ground and saw the three guards lying on the ground motionless. Their chests were still rising and falling weakly, but there was a bloody mark on both their wrists, and blood kept flowing out of their wounds.
Gu Feng wanted to cripple their hands, so her man gave her a taste of her own medicine. Lu Zijia thought that there was nothing wrong with what her man did. After all, being kind to the enemy was being cruel to herself. She would never make such a fatal mistake.
Mu Tianyan ignored Lu Haozhong's clamor and his cold gaze slowly landed on Gu Feng. "Are you going to cripple your own hands, or should I do it myself?"
Gu Feng was originally furious, but at this moment, there was only fear left.
