Shi Feng looked straight ahead, his tone nonchalant, yet it was as though he had issued a decree that no one was allowed to defy. If he said you had to die, then Lin Yuexin had no right to keep on living.
At this moment, Lin Yuexin, Huoo Yuan, and Wei Cheng felt as if they were under the gaze of a fierce beast, each of their bodies consumed by a chilling dread.
"No! I, Lin Yuexin, would rather die than have Princess Zi Yun plead on my behalf!" Defiance, akin to that of a stubborn little girl, flashed across Lin Yuexin's face before she cried out sharply, "Having known and loved Zi Yun, I, Lin Yuexin, am content with my life. You may want me dead, but I won't make it easy for you!"
"Twang!" With a strum of her zither strings, "Thud!" suddenly, Lin Yuexin spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and the energy around her began to soar rapidly. Her long hair and the white clothes on her body started to flutter as though caught in an unfelt wind.
