Li Huowang hesitated in the face of the crying Bai Lingmiao, but he eventually relented.0

Li Huowang stared blankly as Bai Lingmiao gripped the purple-tassel sword. The pain in her eyes was soon replaced with pleasure.0

The murderous Bai Lingmiao was back.0

Li Huowang finally understood that the crux of the matter wasn't the killing intent that had pervaded Bai Lingmiao; the crux was permanent, and it was the fact that he had killed her entire family.0

“Hehe.” Bai Lingmiao let loose a carefree and nonchalant laughter. Then, she bent over and picked up the comb before drenched it in vinegar. She sat down in front of the bronze mirror and combed her hair once more.0

Li Huowang stared at Bai Lingmiao's back, and he finally let go of his obsession to treat her. He...0