The cold blade of the sword pierced brutally into Miss Wang's chest.

Blood spurted out and stained the girl's snow-white face.

Lin Mengya stared coldly at the girl in front of her with a wary look.

"Behold, Princess Yu, I've gotten rid of this person who is a threat to you. Shouldn't you be grateful to me?"

Princess Ming Yue's profile, lit by the lamp, was hair-raisingly terrifying.

With eyes still wide opened, Miss Wang's ...