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Hiss!
The twenty-centimeter-long dagger plunged fully into Nangong Wangwei's chest!
Nangong Wangwei's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked down.
Then, turning towards Nangong Wangcai, who still had a firm grip on the dagger, he struggled to raise a hand, pointing at his cousin.
"You... you..."
In pain, he was unable to speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood flowed out.
Nangong Wangcai stared at him fiercely, his eyes cold-blooded.
With a hoarse voice, he yelled, "You forced me to do this, don't blame me. Go join your dad on the Netherworld path and keep him company!"
With a sudden pull, he yanked the dagger out and then kicked Nangong Wangwei away.
This time, Nangong Wangwei fell to the ground and never got up again.
Now, the entire hall was filled with the stench of blood.
The Nangong Family, including Nangong Wangcai's father, stood there in disbelief, their faces pale as death.
