The long sword pierced the heart, precise, and indifferent.
The coldness of this sword spread out, perhaps due to too much drinking or too much indulgence.
The first thing the royal family member of Ying Country felt was almost not pain, but a cool touch. After this indescribable chill spread from the heart, a stabbing pain began to appear.
This stabbing pain quickly expanded.
The drunkenness was dispelled, and he recognized who had come. After the initial shock, the feeling that emerged was more surprising and incredulous than the sensation of death.
Because the person holding the sword was someone who absolutely could not and should not harm him!
"Li... Zhaowen?!!!"
Cold Spring Marquis almost instinctively muttered.
How could it be someone from the Li Family?
Shouldn't they be trembling in fear, worried and scared, resulting in sleepless nights? How could she?!
