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"The victor becomes king, the vanquished become bandits. Today, Murong Xin has fallen into the hands of this general, and that is her incompetence!" Feng Liangbi said with an air of superiority, "It seems you have no intention of saving Murong Xin anyway, so I might as well do you the favor!"
Before Feng Liangbi's voice had faded away, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and with a flick of the blade, its tip pointed directly at Murong Xin's throat.
"General—"
The soldiers guarding the city walls shouted in unison.
Murong Xin closed her eyes, and after a while, when she did not feel the sword piercing her throat, she opened her eyes to meet Feng Liangbi's mocking gaze.
"Feng Liangbi, if you have the guts, just kill me!" Murong Xin yelled, her teeth clenched with fury.
This bastard was actually toying with her!