Looking at the scalpel approaching her, Ivana Bennett struggled even more intensely.
In the air, a flash of cold light passed by.
Ivana only felt a pain in her finger, and on her left index finger, there was now a wound.
Blood spurted out, dripping down her finger to fall on the Grassland below, where the dry earth quickly absorbed the moisture, turning it into dark brown stains.
He pulled her to the riverbank, watching her blood drop by drop into the river.
Skycold Ming casually stuffed the knife into his pocket, took out some cotton wool to wipe her finger, and then wrapped a band-aid around her wound.
Watching his actions, Ivana Bennett stopped struggling in amazement.
At that moment, Skycold Ming had already let go of her, gazing at the river and murmured softly.
"Shura, I'm sorry, this is all I can do, I hope you won't blame me, you should know, I never kill children or pregnant women."