"Bang."
His large, sturdy yet limp body slid to the dry ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Xu Lanqing's head drooped as the corpse fell. His black hair hung messily over his eyes, leaving only half his face illuminated by the clear, flowing moonlight.
He stood motionless. The night wind blew across his cheek, leaving behind a faint sting.
This was the first time he had killed someone with his own hands. Watching his victim die right before his eyes left him feeling uneasy. The last time, he'd only seen the dead afterward, and human life had seemed like nothing more than a string of numbers.
"Y-you really killed him just like that?"
Jiang Nannan glanced at A-Fu, then hurriedly looked away, unable to bear seeing him again. Her face had gone somewhat pale.
She looked toward Xu Lanqing, who had his back to her, her golden eyes filled with complicated emotions.
After hesitating, she summoned two Yellow Soul Rings. A pair of fluffy white rabbit ears sprouted from her head.
She lowered her body slightly. Beneath her pale yellow skirt, her long, shapely legs tensed in an instant. She tapped her toes against one of the few clean patches of ground and, two or three seconds later, crossed more than ten meters to land beside Xu Lanqing.
A sweet fragrance wafted into his nostrils. Xu Lanqing turned his head and saw the girl, her skirt and hair fluttering behind her in the night breeze.
His voice was cold and devoid of feeling.
"They're enemies. If we let them escape, they'll cause endless trouble."
Jiang Nannan shifted her gaze from Xu Sanshi's wide-open eyes and looked at Xu Lanqing.
"Showing mercy to your enemies is cruelty to yourself. I understand that much."
Suddenly, Jiang Nannan's gaze stopped on Xu