บท 700: You Might as Well Kill Me

Rong Gu walked over, glanced at Ming Fucheng, and said, "Master, she's not dead yet."

He never expected Ye Chenglin to be such a tough one. He had caused Ye Chenglin to suffer the same injuries that Ye Chengzong had previously endured.

Yet Ye Chenglin was still alive. She was barely breathing, but she would not die so quickly.

"Should we just kill her?" he asked.

"Keep her alive." Qian Jiyun glanced at Ming Fucheng from the corner of his eye. "She belongs to Ming Fucheng now. It's not up to us to decide what to do with her."

"But…"

Rong Gu frowned slightly. He wanted to say that Ye Chenglin would eventually become a scourge if she did not die. She could even kill her own brother. What else would she be afraid to do?

"Give her this medicine."

Qian Jiyun took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Rong Gu.