บท 302: Chapter 122 New Year_2

The woman sighed, but a faint smile bloomed on her face as she slowly approached Pei Yunmeng and whispered, "Now the lord knows my secret."

She lifted her head, her trailing voice soft and ambiguous, "Are you going to turn me in, like Liu Kun did to my brother?"

Pei Yunmeng stopped short.

Standing under the lamplight, the woman appeared delicate and frail, with a willowy figure. She seemed as fragile and tenacious as a meandering stream after the snow melts in spring. With those beautiful eyes pleadingly gazing at him and her delicately knitted brows, she evoked pity.

The vision of her springtime sorrow almost instantly sparked a flicker of unease in Pei Yunmeng's heart, as if something darted by. In the flash of his thought, Pei Yunmeng suddenly made his move.

"Bang——"

A gleaming dagger traced a silver arc through the air as Pei Yunmeng firmly clamped the woman's knife-wielding hand, then violently pushed her away.