"Two ants at the late stage of Qi Cultivation, what makes you think you have the right to take my life?"
Bai Xiaofan scrutinized the two men in front of him, scoffing with disdain.
"Is that so?"
A sinister voice came from Bai Xiaofan's embrace.
Before Bai Xiaofan could react, a dagger thrust toward him, aiming straight for his heart.
In his haste, Bai Xiaofan, not wanting to harm Murong Yue in his arms, could only try to avoid vital points as much as possible.
Thud!
The cold dagger pierced his chest, just one centimeter from his heart. Had Bai Xiaofan been even a fraction of a second slower, his heart might have been skewered by the blade.
"Yueyue, you... why?" Bai Xiaofan staggered backward, looking at Murong Yue standing together with the two late-stage Qi Cultivation experts.
"Hehehe, Yueyue? I really wish I could be your Yueyue, but unfortunately... I'm not!"
