"Okay," Tuoba Lie smiled again and then glanced far at Nan Feng before waving his hand toward her with a smile.
Nan Feng was indifferent.
It was then that Tuoba Lie turned around.
Nan Feng, as you said, I finally did something right.
Was it the right thing?
At this very moment, Tuoba Lie felt as if his heart had been hollowed out. Memories of the past rushed in, his mind filled with images of her. He was a person who had been cruel since childhood, cruel to himself and to others. He had been with many women, but he had never thought he would fall in love with a woman, let alone so deeply.
Tuoba Lie gave a faint smile.
However, he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stiffened, his face showing immense pain.
He slowly looked down to see a sword, piercing through his back to his chest, covered with blood.
Everyone was stunned at this moment. Despite Dashun's compliance, Lu Jianxi had still taken Tuoba Lie's life.