While Yan Ling was sighing and not knowing what to do, a dagger darted towards her face aggressively.
The dagger grazed past her temple and cut a few strands of her hair.
"Don't follow me, or I'll kill you!"
Getting over her lingering fear, Yan Ling met the man's cold, icy gaze.
Damn, when did he notice her?
Would he actually use lethal force on her?
Yan Ling thought that in his rage the man would treat her like he had treated Linxi, completely killing her off.
But after uttering that warning, he did nothing and just turned around and left!
Watching the man's retreating figure, Yan Ling was quite moved.
She knew that his inaction was not because he was merciful. Instead, it was because he remembered his promise to her, not to kill the innocent.
He really had taken all the words she said to heart!
"King…"
The man in front turned around, his gaze focused coldly on her hand.
Yan Ling followed his gaze and looked at her own hand.
