"Of course not!" Song Qingshu's old face flushed as he thought, Has my reputation really become this bad? They actually suspect me of wanting to do that?
"It's simply that Song has always cherished beauty. Watching such a pure and otherworldly woman die before my eyes is truly more than I can bear," Song Qingshu sighed.
"What, do you still want to fight me?" Sky-Connecting Shaman sneered.
Song Qingshu waved his hand. "No. I'm injured right now—I can't beat you."
Jin Bingyun's heart skipped a beat. From their conversation, the man behind her was so skilled that even a Grandmaster feared him. Though Song Qingshu was severely injured, he was still a Grandmaster. Even if Lichimei came, he might not be able to keep him here. Yet Song Qingshu openly admitted he was no match for this man. Could the man behind her also be a Grandmaster?
There were only so many Grandmasters in the world, and those in Karakorum City were especially well known. A realization dawned on her. Could it be that person? But such a guess was simply too shocking.
"This woman must die today." Sky-Connecting Shaman snorted coldly. "She saw you and me. She cannot be allowed to remain in this world."
Song Qingshu could not help but complain, "You ambushed her from behind and covered your face. When did she ever see you?"
"But she has always been exceptionally intelligent. My identity would not be difficult for her to guess," Sky-Connecting Shaman said indifferently.
Jin Bingyun thought, So it really is him. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but she noticed Song Qingshu subtly shaking his head at her. For some reason, she ultimately followed his signal and said nothing.
"Compared to killing her, keeping her alive would be more useful,"