At the moment the throat was slit, Qiao Qingqing seemed to lock eyes with Shi Wang. His eyes bulged, filled with disbelief. He clutched his spurting throat and opened his mouth, gurgling as he tried to speak...
Meanwhile, the bodyguards fired at the limping vagrant. Even in death, the vagrant stared fixedly at Shi Wang, until Shi Wang collapsed and stopped twitching, dead as dead could be.
Shi Wang’s death brought Qiao Qingqing no ripple of emotion, for she was absolutely certain that, having been reborn, she had now slain her enemy with her own hands.
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