Sob…., Xiu Ying sobbed and wept bitterly; tears of unknown origin filled her eyes. "So you will take advantage of me without taking responsibility." Xiu Ying wept. It was so real that it got Changming Quan confused.
'What the hell is she talking about now? Haven't I agreed to take responsibility for my action? Tsk!'
Changming Quan looked around and saw the knife he had thrown away. He rushed towards it and picked it up.
When Xiu Ying saw his action, her eyes sank. Fear gripped her because she thought that Changming Quan would use the knife on her.
She saw Changming Quan towering like a giant, and his height frightened her greatly. However, she changed her expression when she concluded the direction of Changming Quan's action: it wasn't her, but himself.
Urgh! Changming Quan groaned immediately after the knife pierced his skin: his expression looked like a pregnant woman experiencing the pang of labor.