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Wang Tianxiang looked up again at the Holy Maiden, his face etched with confusion, "Holy Maiden, did you chop the wrong person?"
Beyond this, Wang Tianxiang couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation.
However, the very next second after hearing Wang Tianxiang's question, the Holy Maiden shook her head without hesitation and said softly, "I didn't chop the wrong person. If you wish to be his enemy, then I shall take your life."
"Hey! Make it clear! I'm the one who paid you, you're supposed to protect me! Why are you siding with the enemy who wants to kill me? Don't you have any professional ethics at all?" Wang Tianxiang's face contorted in pain, emotional and agitated, his hand tightly covering the stump of his arm, but unable to stop the blood from spurting between his fingers.
"Anyone who is his enemy is my enemy. Moreover, I haven't taken your money yet. Whether our deal is made is for me to decide, not you," the Holy Maiden said calmly, as unmoved as ever.