He sneered lewdly at Tao Ying and Tao Hui: "No need to panic, my dear nieces, your uncle will take good care of you..."
Having done this many times, He Chuan was completely shameless when saying such things.
Tao Ying and Tao Hui were terrified, as He Chuan, who had earlier seemed so respectable and dignified, suddenly spoke so lewdly and wantonly, as if he had become a different person.
He Chuan was laughing heartily when suddenly a flash of sword light appeared at his feet. He realized something was wrong and retreated hastily, but it was too late.
Lying on the ground, a peculiar reverse-handed sword strike slashed upward with the longsword, leaving a long sword mark on He Chuan's lower abdomen.
As He Chuan pushed with all his might, the sword mark on his body split open, and his organs spilled out onto the ground with a gush.
