Wu Chao Guang and Yu Fen left, not without throwing a glance at Xiao Yue's back.
Gazing at Long Zhao Feng's face, Xiao Yue thought back to the vision that the Shaman showed her.
'Long Zhao Feng.'
'Long Zhao Feng, it was you. You killed my father.'
Hate flashed through her eyes. Xiao Yue took off her outer robe and folded it together, all the while glaring at the unconscious man on the bed.
She could do it, she told herself. Long Zhao Feng got poisoned from sucking the poison out of her wound. It would not be surprising if he had gotten some complications and died from poisoning. No one would know. It was not a rare occurrence for a poison to act up and cause asphyxia, effectively killing the patient. No one would have guessed that Xiao Yue killed him.
'I can do it.'
'I can do it. I have to do it.'
'I have to avenge my tribe. My father. My poor father.'
