Zuo Su tried to struggle to her feet, but her body refused to obey, leaving her weakly collapsed on the ground.
The gap in strength between the two was simply too vast.
If she had set an ambush from the very beginning, perhaps there might have been a chance.
But now, she had no hope of victory.
"Cough, cough..."
Blood-tinged froth mixed with bits of flesh continually poured from Zuo Su's mouth. Each breath was a searing agony... She could even clearly feel her life ebbing away.
So this is what death feels like.
Though she had come close to losing her life at Jiang Shouzhong's hands before, the sensation hadn't been so poignant.
At least now, she knew her life was reaching its end.
Suddenly, Zuo Su felt a pang of regret.
If, back then, the monkey hadn't saved her—if she had died at Jiang Shouzhong's hands—it wouldn't have been so bad. At least she'd have died naked in front of a handsome man.
"Time to go."
