"You're playing for real?" The corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly beneath his handsome face as fresh blood began to drip down.
"For someone who clings like a parasite, isn't this the quickest way to solve it?" Wen Jiu had no patience to waste words with him; her hand was already groping for her dagger.
In a flash, she closed the distance between them, drew her dagger, and struck with lethal precision, as if driven by a deep, unforgiving hatred. Given his cunning, Wen Jiu had no heart for a protracted battle and wanted to finish it quickly—she was in a rush to get back to sleep. With a sudden twist, she discarded the dagger. The man stared in utter disbelief as her hand released the weapon, but almost instantly, her other hand caught the falling blade, drove it straight into his chest, and then kicked him a good two meters away.
Chapter 213