Seeing the guard force he had been so proud of utterly wiped out before the white-haired little girl, the middle-aged man was shocked. His face filled with terror, and cold sweat drenched his back.
Holding her feather fan, Guanxing walked toward him step by step. Her adorable face was expressionless, like ice that had endured for ten thousand years. Though she should have been cute and charming, she now radiated a bone-chilling coldness.
"D-Don't, don't..."
As Guanxing closed in on him, the terror on the middle-aged man's face grew stronger.
However...
Blood splattered everywhere!
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, Guanxing flicked her feather fan. His large head flew off and rolled across the ground, while his headless body crashed down. Blood gushed from his severed neck.
To Guanxing, he was nothing more than a disgusting maggot. She could not even be bothered to say a word to him before sending him on his way.
Aria ran for her life, gasping heavily. The sweat pouring from her had already soaked through her clothes.
But she could not stop, nor did she dare to. She could not forget Guanxing's ice-cold eyes. Whenever she thought of them, her legs went weak.
But regret was useless now. Her only option was to escape this place as quickly as possible.
Yet in the pitch-black night, she could not make out any direction. She could only run blindly beneath the pouring moonlight, hoping to get farther away from that white-haired little girl.
She was truly terrified. She had never imagined that such a seemingly frail little girl possessed such overwhelming strength.
And not only that, this white-haired little girl named Guanxing was so cold and merciless that she had not given them the slightest chance to speak.
She regretted everything now, her heart