Wang Qianjin paused, then continued saying, "Of course, if you're afraid, you can take your words back any time. You won't be able to stop me anyway."
Yun Bixue turned around and looked at Xie Limo. She knelt and kissed him on his lips, and a tear trickled down from the corner of her eye as she whispered, "Limo, Hubby, give me strength. I'll take him down and make sure that he won't lay a finger on you." If this were, indeed, her last few moments in life, she thought that it would still be worthwhile if she could vie for some time for Xie Limo.
Wang Qianjin narrowed his bewitching eyes dangerously as he watched that scene unfold in front of him. It was, for him, an absolute eyesore.
Yun Bixue turned back to him with a cold glance and walked forward. With the two knives in her hands, she shouted, "Let's start!"
