C2187 In Exchange
"It will kill you, or I will!"
Meng Jiahe placed his mouth next to Yuwen Zhonghe's ear and let out a low aria. Then, he stood up and stabbed himself in the shoulder. Then, he screamed: "Assassin, assassin!"
After saying that, he immediately laid down on the ground and shouted with a pale face. The servants outside suddenly rushed in, looked at Yuwen Zhonghe who was already dead on the ground