Li Bing had not expected her to take his life; he was completely unguarded. By the time he realized it, the fruit knife had already plunged into his kidney.
Blood "drip-dripped" onto the floor.
A rich scent of blood permeated the cramped space.
Excruciating pain radiated from his lower back.
Li Bing abruptly released his grip on Ye Qingqing's hand, pointing at her, his eyes widening in disbelief, "You... you're so vicious, you actually want to kill me..."
Ye Qingqing's face was cold, expressionless as she looked at him with a malevolence akin to a devil's.
"Only the dead are truly safe! Only with you dead can this secret forever remain a secret, so that Youting will never find out, allowing me to escape unscathed."
Li Bing couldn't believe he was actually going to die at the hands of a woman. Rage surged to his forehead, and he reached out to strangle Ye Qingqing's neck.
"Even in death, I'll drag you down with me!"