But before Fang Yang's cold voice sounded close to Li Meiying's ear
"What else do you think it is, little miss? I'm holding you hostage and he doesn't care if you die."
As Fang Yang spoke he pressed the spear against Li Meiying's neck, poking it in just enough to draw blood.
Seeing all this, Liu Zhihao was furious.
He had finally steeled his heart to sacrifice her, Fang Yang woke her up forcing her to stare him in the eye.
His feelings for Li Meiying were true and real so seeing her panicked and looking towards him completely shattered his fragile resolve.
Fang Yang knew exactly what he was doing. It was a despicable and shameless tactic but it had worked.
Once the spear had pierced her neck Li Meiying finally realised the serious and helpless lines of her situation and her legs went weak.
"Please! Zhihao does something. I.. I don't want to die."
For Liu Zhihao that was it.
