"You were the one who removed the veil from my face?"
Hearing this, Yang Wenzhu did not quite understand, but he still replied calmly,
"Yes. Why, is there a problem?"
"Clang..."
However, as soon as Yang Wenzhu finished speaking, the woman directly drew a blade and slashed at him.
But who was Yang Wenzhu? He had lived through two lifetimes and experienced countless wars on the battlefield.
How could such a petty sneak attack possibly hit him? With a casual slap, he sent the blade flying from the woman's hand.
Then Yang Wenzhu grabbed the woman by the throat and lifted her straight into the air.
Unable to breathe, the woman struggled desperately, trying to break free from his grip.
However, at that moment, Yang Wenzhu said in an icy voice,
"I saved you, yet you actually wanted to kill me. Do you really think I'm one of those fools?
Let me tell you, I'll let this go this time, seeing as you had no killing intent.
If you had truly intended to kill me just now, you'd already be a corpse."
After saying that, Yang Wenzhu casually threw her away.
"Bang... Cough..."
The woman crashed heavily onto the ground and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her face instantly turned pale. She had already suffered internal injuries, but the pill Yang Wenzhu had given her had stabilized them.
But now, because of that blow, she was seriously injured once more.
Seeing this, Yang Wenzhu had no intention of paying her any more attention. Instead, he sat by the fire and began eating by himself.
However, Yang Wenzhu's attitude and opinion of this woman in black had already changed.
At that moment, the woman raised her head, stared stubbornly at Yang Wenzhu, and said,
"Kill me!"
Yang Wenzhu froze