Soon, there was a rustling sound nearby, someone was stepping on fallen leaves and dead branches, approaching her side, moving swiftly in a one-sided chase.
Qu Hong slowly clenched her dagger. It seemed these two people didn't take her seriously at all. Searching for someone in this setting and still daring to split up — they must have never faced death.
Qu Hong turned sideways, hiding behind a tree without making a sound. Just as the person walked past her, Qu Hong acted. She reversed her grip on the dagger, slashing the opponent's wrist tendon first, then swiftly slicing upward, delivering a clean, lethal slash to the throat.
All of this happened in a flash. The tall thin man, the first to give chase, had no time to react. His eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Qu Hong, clutching his gushing throat, stumbling backward before collapsing. He didn't utter a single word from beginning to end.
