"What's the matter?" Moroz said.

"Even Argenon was frightened when he saw me, let alone a mad dog barking under his hands!"

After saying that, Xia Lan put her hand on the hilt of the sword around her waist.

"Arrogant!"

Moroz's eyes were red, and he stabbed Xia Lan like an out-of-control beast, holding the dagger in his hand!

"Clang—"

The sword is unsheathed.

A bright red suddenly sputtered on Arien's dazed face.

He reached out and wiped the blood from his cheeks.

Warm, wet and slippery.
Chapter completed!