The sword has been pressed against the neck and wiped out traces of blood. The person in front of him gritted his teeth: "Do you have to do this?" Ziyue's eyes did not waver at all: "Yes."
"You don't regret it?"
"No regrets."
"Okay, okay, okay!" His eyes were blood red and he said three words of "good" in succession, "In that case... Then I'll make it happen for you!"
——"Let's see who dares to touch her!"