Chapter 17 (2/2)

At first, Ziwan didn’t understand what Yun Qingyan meant. But she understood soon after.

The knife was slowly but surely piercing through Ziwan’s skin.

A slight but growing pain started to extend from her chest as Ziwan’s face began to pale. There were huge beads of sweat appearing on her forehead and she finally started to look terrified.

The most frightening thing wasn’t death, but the process of waiting to die.

That process was enough to destroy any last bit of determination one had left.

Ziwan felt the knife slowly cut through her own flesh and the pain spread bit by bit into her body, while her life started draining out of her bit by bit. She felt like she had been flung into an icy stream but simply couldn’t die.

She clenched her teeth hard. She couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! Just kill me at one shot!”

“Wouldn’t it be wonderful if you had reached this conclusion earlier?” Yun Qingyan said with a smile as she stopped the knife from advancing. Her tone of voice was so relaxed as if she wasn’t that demon who started this earlier.

“It’s Miss Lin! Lin Wanyue! She’s the one who instructed me to do this! She is my master!”

“Bam!”

Just at that moment, the main door of the room was burst into pieces by someone from outside.

“Yun Qingyan!” An icy cold voice could be heard from outside, and it carried anxiety that even the owner of the voice couldn’t detect.

A young man in a well fitted black robe barged into the room with a sword in hand. He seemed to carry a cold air around him, so the entire room’s temperature fell by several degrees.

“Yun…!”

The last two words were stuck in his throat as Guanghan’s deep and icy gaze fell upon the young lady with a bright smile in a white dress. His handsome and cold expression started to crack a little.

The young and skinny girl was covered in only one thin layer of white chiffon, and even though she wasn’t very well developed, there were still two tiny mounds sticking out rather proudly from the front of her chest.

“Hurry up and put some clothes on!”

Guanghan spun himself around and walked out of the room with a tense face. His steps were hurried and strangely panicky as if there was something terrifying chasing after him from behind.