Faced with the temptation of this woman in yellow, Li Huowang felt no wavering in his heart at all; he had long seen through these people.
"The only thing I want from you is your death!"
With that, the military knife plunged directly into the opponent's mouth, a quick twist, and a bloody tongue was directly churned out.
At this moment, Yang Na stumbled over, clutching Li Huowang's knife-wielding hand tightly, terrified by the bloody scene before her. "Li Huowang, what are you doing?!"
"Trust me! Trust me! This woman is a spy for Fusheng Heaven!! Nana!! Trust me!!" Li Huowang shouted loudly at Yang Na, his eyes nearly bursting.
Yang Na froze, first looking at the pitiful woman in yellow, then at Li Huowang, finally realizing something.
"Yes, Huowang, I trust you, whatever you say, I believe."
Saying this, Yang Na drew a military knife, gripping it tightly with both hands, pressing it gradually into the chest of the woman in yellow.
