After speaking, he strode over and yanked up Helan Xue's sleeve to reveal the crusted and ferocious wound, densely covering her entire arm.
"You all see this, it's because of this that she harboured hatred in her heart, seeking revenge against me," he said. "Such a venomous woman, if not for the fact that she is the Xianbei Princess, I would have rewarded her with three feet of white silk to end her own life long ago!"
Nangong Shi tightly clenched the area around Helan Xue's wound, causing the scabbed injuries to burst open again, with blood gushing out. The excruciating pain made her want to scream, to faint.
But she couldn't.
If she couldn't bring down The Prince today, once she went back, her death was certain, so she must not lose composure, must not faint, she had to bring him down before The Prince could knock her out.
