He suddenly raised his hand and struck hard at her polo mallet, causing Jiang Lingzhi to sway unsteadily.
At the same time, he matched her horse’s speed to stay beside her. His other hand let go of the reins, a dagger sliding from his sleeve into his palm, and he thrust it viciously toward her chest.
Any normal person, when struggling for balance, would instinctively try to steady themselves. The moment she straightened her back, the dagger would plunge directly into her heart.
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