Saint Daughter of Samsara (I)

It started to become hard to breath for Yang Wenzhao; his voice also started to become rougher. He had never felt so close to death before that moment.

She had come for his sake, for Long Hao Chen’s sake.

Cai’er’s last attack pierced through the right side of his chest and left him a shred of hope because she didn’t aim for the middle of his chest. If she did so, she would definitely have completely destroyed the Starsea Spiritual Stove, and if it was instead the left side of his chest that was penetrated, it would simply have led to his death.

How could such a skilled assassin miss her target? She was actually just being lenient towards her opponent.

Feeling her blatant killing intent, Yang Wenzhao revealed a bitter smile, “The Six Temples are originally a whole entity, and yet… you…”

Cai’er turned the dagger in her hand around, and instantly, Yang Wenzhao became speechless.