Murong Jiu had saved many lives.
But this was her first time killing someone.
Seeing the light flickering in Mo Yu's eyes before her death, Murong Jiu felt only irony.
Even if she did not understand The Fourth Prince well, she knew his anger stemmed from the situation slipping out of his control, from a capable fighter like Mo Yu dying pathetically at her hands, resulting in one less force on his side.
Did Mo Yu think The Fourth Prince cared about her? She was gravely mistaken.
From their brief interaction, she had already seen through The Fourth Prince's true nature.
The former Fourth Prince, low-key and mediocre, had been virtually invisible.
The Fourth Prince she met after her amnesia seemed like a different person, his gaze often dark and cold, always strategically in control, and at times appearing nonchalant; his ambition was hidden within that very nonchalance.
