Jiang Yi could feel the sharpness and coldness of the dagger in Su Jin's hand. Sweat began to seep out from his forehead and started to flow down his face, making him look really ugly.
He tried to cry out, as if begging for mercy.
"I will make your death less painful." Su Jin patted his face with her dagger and laughed.
At this point of time, the candle light had dimmed. Su Jin's whole body had landed on the bed curtain. Her body was hidden behind the bed board, and from the outside, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
As Su Jin spoke, he took out the poison needle that Number One had prepared for him and slowly placed it next to Jiang Yi's neck.
Looking at the black venom on the needle, Jiang Yi's desire to survive became even more intense. He was able to move his neck and avoid Su Jin's needle.
"You don't want to die?" Su Jin laughed coldly upon seeing this.
She grabbed Jiang Yi's neck and then stabbed him.