Never would have imagined, the master would truly strike.
Xiao Yuchuan spoke vile words, he deserved to die, but no matter what, he was still little Xuanye's biological father. If the master truly killed him, wouldn't he fear future regret?
Upon reconsideration, Fu Chou desired Xiao Yuchuan's death; as long as this man lived, he would never gain the master's favor.
If he were dead, everything would be different.
Mixed thoughts tangled in his heart, Fu Chou ceased to speak.
Kill or not, it lay with the master, he had no right to interfere.
Xiao Yuchuan's chest was pierced by the sword of the woman he cherished. Streams of blood gushed out in torrents, the cold blade penetrating his body. Such sharp pain left him devoid of even the ability to groan.
His whole heart was engulfed in extreme shock and immense pain.
He thought she couldn't do it!
Uncertain whether it was the heart... crying out blood, or the wound bleeding.
