Yan Xiao's target…
was Qing Qishu!
Jiang Wang swiftly turned back, only to see the already weakened Qing Qishu being pierced through the abdomen by another claw.
In the blink of an eye, he understood the reason.
He understood why Yan Xiao made this choice.
But how could he possibly say it out loud?
How could he tell Qing Qishu not to resist?
Jiang Wang could only tighten his grip on the sword and chase after with full speed.
The already frail Qing Qishu, having been abruptly clawed through the belly, was in such pain that he wanted to scream. He was never a person of great toughness or patience, prone to shouting loudly over a simple fall.
His fists clenched reflexively, aiming a punch toward Yan Xiao's neck.
But in that instant, his gaze met Yan Xiao's and he saw a look in Yan Xiao's eyes.
Within the endless coldness, there was a faint glimmer of anticipation.
He then understood.
It was waiting for him to strike back!
