I took the dagger from Lu Ling's hand and rushed into the room where Xuan Fang was.

The sound of the blade piercing the heart was much duller than I had imagined.

Being inexperienced in doing this for the first time, I followed up with a few more cuts.

Blood splattered on my face, Xuan Fang turned around in disbelief, and then... slowly fell.

Alright, Lu Ling doesn't have to die.

I turned around and faced Lu Ling standing at the door.

"Don't be afraid."

I spoke softly.

But I didn't know whether Lu Ling was afraid of the world or of me.

Three lives of utmost darkness, two of which have already been taken...

I turned my gaze to the disheveled woman crying in the corner.

"Clang—"

I threw the dagger in front of her.

This is her chance, and also my remaining conscience.

"It's a bet."

"You're a woman, the knife is for you."