Guo Lingxi glared at Su Xiaoxiao fiercely. The blade was pressed against her hot skin, bringing with it a shuddering chill.
After making sure that she didn't dare to shout, Su Xiaoxiao let go of her.
She was about to open her mouth when Su Xiaoxiao's knife tip was instantly pressed against her throat.
"If you want me to kill you, it's not impossible." Su Xiaoxiao said calmly.
Her calm tone didn't sound like she was killing anyone, but the killing intent in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes was real.
Guo Lingxi sat on the ground with her back against the uneven rockery, panting heavily.
"It's Wei Qing, right?" she asked in a low voice.
"No," Su Xiaoxiao said.
"I don't believe you." Guo Lingxi gritted her teeth.
