Wang Xi's body trembled slightly, obviously the words of Dark Butterfly hit her heart.
Tool.
Even though she had realized this long ago, no one wants to admit that they're just a tool. After all, they were called mother and daughter for over ten years, even if rationally, Wang Xi knew Dark Butterfly raised her only because she had value.
Emotionally, it's still hard to accept.
Even if you raise a dog, emotions will form over ten years, let alone a human.
Li Feng shifted to grasp Wang Xi's wrist, fingers pinching the nerve, making her arm numb, causing the dagger in her hand to fall directly to the ground.
In the next second.
Li Feng held Wang Xi in his arms.
Wang Xi didn't struggle, just felt a bit sad; guessing the truth and hearing the truth are two different concepts, at this moment, Wang Xi didn't feel so strong.
Dark Butterfly looked at Li Feng holding Wang Xi's body with cold disdain.
"Wang Xi, kill Li Feng, and you can return to my side."
