C482 In the hands of a master life and death depended on him

"Expert, interesting."

Blood dripped from a shallow wound on his neck, and a sweet smell lingered on the tip of his nose.

Reaching out her hand, Lin Chuyue wiped the blood off her neck and smiled at the cold man who was not far away.

"You can't hurt me in the slightest."

The cold man looked at the killing intent in Lin Chuyue's eyes and spoke with a tone that was as cold as death