An Tianyi drew his sword, aiming straight for Murong Yun’s chest. He thrust it in with force; there was only slight resistance before the blade pushed through, skewed just a fraction by the impact. Murong Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, the veins on her face bulging.
An Tianyi slowly withdrew the blade. Fresh blood dripped from the steel onto the floor, and a look of perverse enjoyment crossed his face. As the Crown Prince, he had witnessed more than his fair share of carnage and cruelty.
And this? This was merely an appetizer. He would make Murong Yun pay the price for her insolence.
Chapter 93