For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene grew exceptionally tense. All eyes were fixed on the dagger in the hand of Ye Leng'an, with everyone fearing they might witness a scene of blood splattering any moment.
"Don't worry." As if completely impervious to the suffocating tension, Ye Leng'an smiled at Ye Min'er and said, "I don't intend to take your life."
This was a factual statement, as Ye Min'er, despite launching an attack, didn't exude any murderous intent. Hence, while the intention was to harm, there was no desire to take her life.
Upon hearing Ye Leng'an's assurance, before Ye Min'er could exhale in relief, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her arm.
Ye Leng'an had swiftly turned the dagger around, redirecting it from her throat to her right shoulder in an instant, only to pull it out again.