The woman's lips were stained with blood, the cold black knife pressed against her neck, the chill biting to the bone, triggering a shiver all over her body.
The Silver State Guards glared, shouting angrily, "Despicable!"
Although the demonic pseudo-god did not follow the principles of righteousness, to threaten with the life of a weak woman was a vile act, causing the Silver State Guards to disdain.
At this moment, the woman was filthy all over, her eyes filled only with despair.
Qin An raised his eyes and met the woman's gaze, his tone flat as he said, "If you want to die, run into the knife. If you want to live, I'll do my best to save you."
The woman was slightly stunned, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and suddenly she swept her neck across the blade of the black knife.
Blood splattered, and the woman's body fell limply to the ground.
