Huang Peiying spat out blood, her expression freezing.
Feng Liuli leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I forgive you. I hope you can be generous too, and forgive me.
"One should be generous, not petty."
Feng Liuli drew her sword.
Huang Peiying clutched her wound and staggered to the ground. After struggling a few times, she quickly stopped breathing.
Feng Liuli wiped the blade and sheathed it in one smooth motion, her gaze calm.
"Do not blindly endure humiliation."
Chapter Two, Section Two: if someone had once tried to kill you, and you knew about it,
then do not let her off easily.
Because even if you forgave her, she would still wonder inside.
Would you hold a grudge? Would you find a suitable time to take revenge on her?
Once such calculations took root in her heart,
she might ultimately decide that killing you would be simpler...
Feng Liuli personally killing Huang Peiying was something no one present had expected.
According to the sect rules, Huang Peiying had indeed committed a capital offense.
Now that Feng Liuli had killed her, it was only reasonable.
Yet no one had imagined that Feng Liuli, who looked so delicate and frail, could act with such clean decisiveness, without the slightest hesitation.
Lu Ziyin silently withdrew the hand he had placed on Feng Liuli.
Can someone tell me what exactly happened during the year I was gone!?
"..."
Silver Sword Peak, inside the thatched cottage.
After learning what Feng Liuli had done,
Li Xuanxiao could not help nodding approvingly, while also letting out a sigh of relief.
It seemed his efforts over the past year had not been in vain.
He could finally rest easy for a while. The wealth-hoarding plan could not be delayed any longer.
Li Xuanxiao calculated what he