Even in the dark of night, the crimson blood continued to flow from Long Ziyang's abdomen, dripping down her slender, pale hand after soaking through her dress.
Though Long Ziyang showed a pained expression, her eyes were bright, and she spoke calmly, "After this stab, I will no longer concern myself with Gong Tianzheng's affairs, but Li Xiaobao, I still owe you for saving me."
Long Wu quickly ran over, followed by Qing Xiaoli and Li Xiao, among others.
Li Xiaobao, looking at Long Ziyang at this moment, suddenly found this woman not so detestable after all. Though being a woman, she's clear in her grudges and gratitude, and ruthless enough!
She actually dared to stab herself!
"Miss!" Long Wu's face changed drastically.
Qing Xiaoli, recovering from the shock of Li Xiaobao's killing, saw Long Ziyang's current condition and immediately panicked, "Ziyan... what are you thinking!"
