Faced with the yellow-robed woman's temptation, Li Huowang's heart didn't waver in the slightest. He had seen through these people long ago.
"The only thing I want from you is your death!"
With that, he plunged the military knife directly into her mouth. With a quick, brutal twist, her mangled, bloody tongue was ripped out.
At this moment, Yang Na stumbled over, clutching Li Huowang's knife-wielding hand tightly. She was terrified by the bloody scene before her. "Li Huowang, what on earth are you doing?!"
"Trust me! Please, trust me! This woman is a spy for Fusheng Heaven! Nana! You have to trust me!" Li Huowang, his eyes bloodshot and blazing, roared at Yang Na.
Yang Na froze. She first glanced at the pitiful woman in yellow, then back at the frantic Li Huowang. Finally, she understood.
