She pressed the hairpin against the back of his neck. The hairpin tail is tempered and fell down after seven steps. It can be penetrated from the lower jaw directly to the base of the skull without touching the armor.
He didn't hide. "You came to kill me. But you can't kill me today - you can't lift your left arm." He continued to sew the mandrill's wound with fine stitches, pushing the thread in with his fingernail.
Su Yan took the hairpin back. Not because he was right. It was because of the gesture he made to sew the needle - the same gesture he made when he sewed her wound.
She is the most powerful secret agent in the Yue Kingdom. She has killed seventeen people and poisoned her own boss. The cloth bag contained copper coins, iron pieces from broken swords, and her brother's baby teeth - she had lost everything she could lose. He is different. He is a disciple of the Mohist family. He sews the mandrill's wounds, uses bone needles to plant flowers, and asks an unknown spy, "Are you hungry?" He said universal love is not about loving everyone - it is about giving everyone a chance.
She didn't believe it. She hid the date stones in a cloth bag and put them together with other things that were not visible to the light. She told herself that this was just a date stone, not trust, not weakness, not evidence that she almost believed him.
But one day later, she stood on the edge of the execution ground, her hand holding the sword trembling - she obviously stopped crying a long time ago.
He said to everyone: "She is a wicked woman. But she has the right not to be a pawn. If you don't give her this right, I will give it to her."
This is the story of an evil woman meeting a good man.
There is only one question: Are good people really that good? Evil girl, is she really that bad?
