Huang Shu was dead, his face still etched with fear and regret.
If only I hadn't sought out Bai Mu, I might have had a chance to flee with my own skills. Unexpectedly, a single trap not only failed to kill Su Han but also cost me my own life. The harsh words I said before are slapping me in the face now!
Death is like the extinguishing of a lamp. As Huang Shu's body fell, a great weight was lifted from Su Han's mind.
"How dare you! To kill my man right before my eyes!"
A cry of outrage came from behind. Bai Mu's face was ashen, his eyes filled with a dreadful chill, like an eternal cold wind capable of freezing one's marrow.
Huang Shu's death was indeed unexpected. Bai Mu had been confident in his own strength, believing that even if Su Han was strong, he could intervene in time to save him. However, reality had slapped his face as well. His miscalculation had led to Huang Shu's death, and now it was too late for regrets.
