He was injured, Lu Tong was certain of it.
But she didn't dare to escape at this moment. The knife pressed against her throat was too sharp, and the man's body was tense, like a beast poised to pounce, ready to bite through the prey's throat at any moment.
She didn't dare to take the risk.
After about half a stick of incense had passed, a dilapidated temple appeared in the distance amid the wind and snow.
The temple door was half open, there were no lights, only a bit of the night's remaining glow shone on the coarse broken beams.
Lu Tong felt the knife edge on her neck press closer, and she quickly spoke out, "There's no one here."
There's no one here.
