"Do you have the right to blame me for being despicable if you're not as skilled as I am?" Murong Che raised an eyebrow.
Qiao Tian had to admit the truth of his words and could only grit his teeth, "I want to see how you escape from here today!"
His men had surrounded the place, even someone as skilled as Murong Che wouldn't be able to get out alive!
A smirk still played around Murong Che's mouth, "Bai Xue, I saved your life, after all. It's your turn to repay the favor."
Bai Xue looked at him, "We're even!"
"Fine."
"Qiao Tian, let him go. Let's leave," Bai Xue got out of bed; truly, man needs food as sword needs whetstone. After two bowls of porridge, she felt much better and regained her strength.
Qiao Tian was surprised, but if Bai Xue wanted Murong Che to be released, he would release him.
Murong Che saw Bai Xue about to leave and pulled her back.
In that instant, the previously relaxed atmosphere became tense again.
