“Bragging like you have a tiger’s pelt and actually hoisting it as a banner!” Liu Ruohua measured her with a cold and threatening laugh. “His highness Prince Jin? First, let’s not even talk about whether or not his highness Prince Jin would seek revenge on your behalf. Granted, even if he wanted to avenge you, he won’t find you. Here in the Sunset Mountain Range, it’s full of magical beasts. After the magical beasts have gnawed on your bones, I don’t know if his highness Prince Jin will even recognize that chunk of bones is you, Su Luo!”
“You guys——”Su Luo’s words had yet to be completed, when she felt a sinister human shadow already standing behind her back. The deeply cold handle of the dagger was headed towards her throat.
Assassin!
She would never have thought that Liu Weiming was like her, someone proficient in assassin techniques.
A very dangerous and icy-cold smile appeared on Su Luo’s face.