The Third Game Icy Fire Gourd Duck Vs Fried Ice Cream

Young master Wushang didn't believe that Murong Yu would die just like that. Impossible, Murong Yu wouldn't die so easily. The Hanba Prince was right, Murong Yu was a fox, how could he die so easily?

"He …"

She smiled bitterly. "He fell off a cliff."

Although she knew that she couldn't find his body, she still believed that he was dead, not alive. If he was alive, then that would be her greatest danger.

Murong Yu was a lunatic and an extremist. Even if he saved her at a critical moment, she wouldn't treat him as a friend anymore. He had truly disappointed her.

"For you?"

Young master does not know that if it wasn't for this woman, people like Murong Yu would not have been in danger.

"I've said what I needed to say. Young master, please."