Xiang Tianyuan raised her hand and wanted to slap Jiang Ming, but he easily dodged her.
"If it wasn't for your husband wanting to attack us, he wouldn't have died," Jiang Ming said. "This is obviously your husband's problem."
Xiang Tianyuan's eyes were red, and her heart was filled with sorrow.
If it were not for this incident, the couple would still be drinking tea and chatting together…
Thinking of this, she felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. She raised her hand and sent a piece of ice sand toward the three of them.
In an instant, the wind blew. Jiang Ming felt his heart heat up, and his eyes started to blur.
Sikong Wuyuan realized that something was wrong and stared at Xiang Tianyuan.
He could faintly feel that this woman had many hidden weapons on her.
Just as he was thinking about this, a sharp blade suddenly appeared in front of him.
Before he could react, someone caught it with his bare hands.