C238 The Pain of Being at the Top of a Mountain and Being Unable to Withstand the Cold

Hearing Wen Chenghao's words, Lee Wanning's expression changed. By the time she wanted to stop Wen Chenghao, it was already too late.

Bright red blood flowed down from Wen Chenghao's neck, forming a small river.

Although it wasn't the first time she had seen a dead person, Lee Wanning's expression changed. She stepped back a little.

Her hands tightened their grip, and she turned to leave