The man's eyebrows raised slightly as he observed the girl's savage side, a trace of amusement flickering in his eyes.
Still unsatisfied, sadly there was no suitable dagger at hand. Yun Ya felt a pang of regret. At this moment, a slender finger suddenly reached out beside her, handing her an exquisite dagger.
Yun Ya turned her head, seeing the man's indifferent profile and emotionless eyes. Her heart clenched as she cursed, "Didn't you hear me tell you to get lost? Who asked her to save me? I would rather die than be saved by her."
The man tilted his head slightly, "If I had been a moment later, you would be dead."
Yun Ya gave a cold laugh, "Who needs your fake kindness? My death would suit your plans even more." Yun Ya snatched the dagger and immediately stabbed it into Emil's chest, pulling it out and stabbing again. It was as if she was venting, and in almost an instant, there wasn't a single intact spot on Emil's body.
