"Think about it, your sect raised you and taught you all your skills. Dozens of lives were lost overnight. You've only known Qin Yu for a mere ten days or so, can the bond between you two be deeper than that with your sect?"
Seeing the conflicted expression emerge on Murong Qingcheng's face, the man in black continued to tempt her.
"Are you asking me to poison Mr. Qin with Xuanhuang Powder to kill him?"
Murong Qingcheng bit her lip, feeling as if two saw blades were tearing at her heart.
Indeed, she had secretly investigated in Wu City for so long without uncovering any clues. If she missed this opportunity, she might never find out who was responsible for annihilating her clan.
But without Qin Yu, she would have already been captured by Helian Wudi, enduring humiliation, torture, and inevitably facing death.