Hu Xiaotian used the Dog-Dodging Steps. By rights, Li Chang'an should not have been able to catch him so quickly, but he had barely fled a few steps when wind whistled overhead. The Snow Eagle raised both talons and raked at his face. Caught between attacks from front and rear, Hu Xiaotian scrambled in panic. Suddenly, something cold touched his neck: Li Chang'an's Lone Moon Slash was already pressed against it. He said in a low voice, "Move again, and I'll cut your head off."
Hu Xiaotian inwardly cursed his luck. He had thought he had escaped by a stroke of fortune, only to fall into enemy hands again.
Earlier, Li Chang'an had not intended to kill him, but the situation was entirely different now. Only then did Hu Xiaotian notice that Li Chang'an had lost an arm. Half his body was drenched in blood, and his face was frighteningly pale.
Sumeru Heaven looked at Li Chang'an, a mocking smile curling her lips. "Li Chang'an, do you think I care whether he lives or dies?"
In this short span, Hu Xiaotian had become a hostage twice, though both his captor and the person being threatened had changed. Earlier, Sumeru Heaven had used him to threaten Li Chang'an, who did not care whether he lived or died. Now Li Chang'an was using him to threaten Sumeru Heaven. Hu Xiaotian groaned inwardly and gazed pleadingly at her. Although he knew she was ruthless enough to disregard his life at a critical moment, he still clung to a thread of hope. After all, he was still useful to her-or, more precisely, his manhood was.
Li Chang'an said, "I don't care whether you care. There is one thing you must understand: before I die, I'll still have enough strength to cut his head off."