"I'm sorry, Duoji, I just want to live."
Jiang Qu said quietly.
Then, trembling, he threw away the knife in his hand, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at Lu Bingxin:
"Lord Lu, now, can I?"
Lu Bingxin did not expect Jiang Qu to so readily and decisively kill Duoji, and looked at him in surprise, then shook his head, sighing:
"If Duoji hadn't found you, you'd have been dead long ago. Who would've thought he'd die at your hands..."
Jiang Qu was on the verge of mental collapse, roaring: "Enough nonsense, either he dies, or I die!"
In that moment, Lu Bingxin harbored a murderous intent towards Jiang Qu. This young man's ruthlessness could one day pose a great threat if let go.
However, looking at Jiang Qu's empty left sleeve, he finally said, "Give him a horse, let him go."
After all, this Second Prince was missing an arm, his mother was dead, and such an ungrateful person could never achieve great things.
Sparing his life was also to send a message to the Chanyu.
