In fact, Su Qing did have some measure of restraint.
Although he was unfamiliar with this young gentleman, anyone who could participate in a hunting event was not a person to be trifled with. A skirmish could be tolerated, but causing death was out of the question.
However, he never expected that this man would actually collide with his own blade.
As Su Qing tried to withdraw his hand, his elbow seemed to be struck by someone else.
Then, his sword made a dazzling strike to the throat of the gentleman in white.
Su Qing and Zhu Jiao were stunned.
Not only them, but the others accompanying them also lacked the experience in handling such a situation.
Su Qing pulled back his hand, and the crimson blood spurted out from the white-clothed gentleman's neck, some even splashing onto Su Qing's hand.
The gentleman in white, with wide eyes and clutching his throat, looked terrified, then, with a thud, collapsed backward!
