In an instant, the two fell to the floor together.
Yu Qinglu's sudden movement caught Nan Wan off guard. Her entire attention had been focused on Jiu Jiu, and the sense of weightlessness from being dragged to the floor made her head buzz, causing her to involuntarily let out a low groan.
"Tss..."
The pain from her knee hitting the coffee table brought her muddled nerves back.
The moment she opened her eyes, she suddenly realized the metal handle was in her hand, and the tip of the dagger had already plunged into Yu Qinglu's body!
It was right at the heart.
The blood seeping out stained Yu Qinglu's white dress, and the red color continued to spread around.
Nan Wan's face turned pale as she tried to get up but couldn't muster the strength; her barely held-together rationality collapsed.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, almost screaming, "Yu… Yu Qinglu, are you crazy?"
How did it come to this...
