At the moment the woman's sword tip pierced Chu Linfeng's heart, the heart-wrenching pain made him involuntarily let out a miserable scream, while his wrist suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Ling'er heard Chu Linfeng's scream and immediately turned around, nearly collapsing. Chu Linfeng's chest was pierced by a sword, its tip already protruding from his back, clearly leaving no chance of survival.
Suddenly, an endless pain welled up in her heart. Chu Linfeng was someone Miss specifically instructed to protect at all costs, even if it meant sacrificing her own life to do so.
Yet now, he died such a tragic death right in front of her. Such a mistake was unforgivable, and she couldn't report this failure to her Miss, understanding well Chu Linfeng's importance.
Although her relationship with Meng Ji was master-servant, they were as close as sisters. If Chu Linfeng died, Miss's long-cherished wish would be for naught, and the revival of the Demon Race would cease to exist.
