What a Vicious Woman!

Gu Qingluan paid no attention to his subtle movements, looking at Bai Mengning's pale little face, her lips curled up, slowly counting, "One."

"Two."

Bai Mengning's lips turned pale, but she didn't make a sound.

"Three."

Gu Qingluan sighed and raised the dagger.

A cold light pierced her eyes.

Yu Jingting couldn't bear to watch and closed his eyes.

Bai Mengning stared wide-eyed at the dagger swiftly descending towards her wrist, her breath quickening, her mouth moving as if she were saying something.

Crack!

Blood burst from her slender and fair wrist.

The excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave.

Bai Mengning's pupils contracted to their limit, and her body tensed like a bowstring pulled taut.

Gu Qingluan hesitated for a moment, looking at her face drained of color, and asked with a meaningful smile, "Are you willing to open the mechanism now?"