Ning Fan's short sword had already plunged into his body, blood spurting out, yet his figure still stood.
"Ah... Ning Fan, why are you so foolish!"
Xu Xiaoqing and Xu Ruolan almost shouted out at the same time.
The two of them watched the short sword pierce into Ning Fan's body, their hearts aching profoundly.
Faced with this scene, Xu Ruolan's heart was torn to shreds. Ning Fan was neither kin nor kith to them, yet he had saved her more than once, and now, he was taking his own life because of them.
And he really did take his own life!
Xu Ruolan felt a wave of weakness and stared at Ning Fan, dumbfounded.
She hoped it was just an illusion, how could anyone be so foolish? To choose to kill oneself for the life of another?
But it was real, that short sword thrust straight into his chest... she wished more that the sword was in her own chest.
That way, Ning Fan would have had the chance to avenge them, Xu Ruolan said, "What you did is not worth it at all."
