"Mom, you finally decided to wear it, and that's really great." I instantly forgot my fear, looking at her both happy and excited.
Then, with a face full of joy, I passed the cheongsam to her.
In just an instant.
A strange, eerie green flickered and vanished from the depths of my mom's eyes.
I didn't even have time to ponder what that was about, when I suspiciously pulled back the cheongsam, "You...you don't look..." right.
The words had not yet fallen.
The cheongsam in my hand was already snatched away by her.
The cold light flashed across the scissors in her hand; I almost instantly guessed what she was going to do.
Those were the Yin Yang Scissors!!
"No, don't! Mom, don't you remember? Yu Longting just sacrificed his life to save us." I threw myself at her, desperately trying to stop her.
My palm wrapped around the sharp blade, yet my mom, as if she didn't care about me at all, cut down fiercely, severely injuring my hand.
Blood gushed out, spraying onto the cheongsam.
