"Step aside."
This sentence was spoken by Zi Wei as he held Su Yingxue's hand.
His breath was weak, his voice hoarse. Saying this inflicted even more pain on Su Yingxue's heart.
She held Zi Wei firmly and turned to face Chu Yihan. Her exquisite eyes were filled with determination. "I won't let you! You can't kill him! Unless you kill me first!"
"What did you just say?" Chu Yihan's hand holding the sword trembled, and a hint of pain was hidden in his icy eyes.
Did she care about him so much?
"What if I insist on killing him?" Chu Yihan's eyes turned red, and his intent to kill grew stronger.
"I won't let this happen!"
Su Yingxue pronounced each word. She opened her arms, shielding herself behind them, using her body to confront Chu Yihan's blade.
If he had persisted in striking her with the sword, she wouldn't have dodged!
"You... Go."
Zi Wei covered his wound, his voice strained and managed to utter two words.
