Du Yue took the opportunity to pull out the dagger tied to her leg as she bent over. The dagger was extremely sharp, and it could cut flesh with a blow. Seeing Du Yue take out a dagger, Zhang Zhifeng was about to curse and provoke her. However, before he could say anything, he felt a chill in his throat. The dagger in Du Yue's hand quickly slid across Zhang Zhifeng's throat.
Du Yue used a lot of strength. The sharp dagger cut through the layers of clothes he was wrapped in. It cut through Zhang Zhifeng's skin and cut his throat. However, because the weather was too cold and the clothes were blocking it, no blood spurted out.
Du Yue watched as Zhang Zhifeng's body fell heavily into the snow. She cleaned the dagger with the snow unhurriedly and put it back into the scabbard. Then, she left as if nothing had happened.
As soon as she got back into the car, He Xing asked worriedly, "What happened? Why did you take so long to come back?"