Liu Ruohua’s words coaxed at every step, penetrating deeply through each layer of resistance.
Liu Weiming’s expression had a frightful hidden depth. It issued a nebulous, deadly threatening air.
He was aware that Liu Ruohua wanted to avenge a personal grudge, so she was trying to bewitch him, but he was still unable to refuse.
The inner core of the Wild Serpent was indeed very important to him.
As long as he could get the inner core, he would have the opportunity to become the personal disciple of Grandmaster Lan Hai. In that case, his cultivation road in the future would have propitious wind throughout the journey (1) as compared to harsh challenges one after another.
A trace of a smile slowly emerged on Liu Weiming’s face. It was an icy-cold and extremely dangerous smile.
The dagger he hid in his sleeves suddenly moved.
A trace of a sneer flashed through Su Luo’s heart.
A bunch of idiots!
“What are you guys thinking of doing?!” Su Luo deliberately shouted out loudly and anxiously. “If his highness Prince Jin found out that you guys killed me, then he will never let you guys go!”
“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.
1) propitious wind throughout the journey – idiom: plain sailing; to go smoothly; have a nice trip!