Xiao Xiao's gaze landed on Mo Qing's hand. The sharp knife was glowing faintly under the refraction of the sunlight.
Gu Man retracted her hand and wiped the blood off the back of her hand with the thumb of her other hand. She did not expect Mo Qing would use a knife. She had miscalculated.
Mo Qing's hand that was holding the knife trembled slightly. Looking at the drop of blood that fell to the ground, her heart beat faster and faster. For some reason, she actually felt a little excited now.
However, the blood formed a sharp contrast with Gu Man's calm face. She was a little dissatisfied. Why didn't she show a terrified expression?
Mo Qing held the knife in her hand tightly, as if she was holding onto hope, and walked towards Gu Man step by step.
Gu Man was not afraid, but Xiao Xiao, who was beside her, reached out to block her. She stared at the person in front of her cautiously and retreated step by step.
