I'm Competing With The Male Lead For A Woman - Chapter 10

The black-clothed man was lying on the ground, his body shrinking backward, but it was no use.

After saying this, Chu Shao looked at the black-clothed man gently. The next moment, she reached out and lightly grabbed his neck.

A look of fear of death appeared on the black-clothed man’s face, but this expression was destined to only exist for an instant.

At first, Chu Shao actually wanted to repay these black-clothed men.

But because she truly hated physical contact with others, her sword was extremely fast and every move was fatal, not giving the assassins any chance to react.

Although she felt a little regretful in her heart, Chu Shao still exerted a little force on her wrist while the other person was whimpering. She tightened her grip on his neck, giving him his last gift.

His throat bone shattered. The black-clothed man’s head tilted to the side, and he stopped breathing.

Xiao Jin hadn’t even had time to say the words “leave a survivor” before all the black-clothed men had been taken care of by Chu Shao, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Seeing Chu Shao stand up, Xiao Jin decisively chose to keep quiet.

Because she instinctively felt that the current Chu Shao was very dangerous, even more dangerous than the assassins lurking in the dark.

The facts proved that Xiao Jin’s intuition was always very accurate.

The tip of the sword dragged across the ground, and blood dripped from it.

Chu Shao raised her hand, looked at the crimson blood on the back of her hand, and frowned slightly. She suddenly felt a little bored.

Just now, her heart was beating very fast, as if it was reminding her that she still existed in this world and was a living person.

She had to admit that Chu Shao hated this constant reminder.

The pleasure of the blade cutting into flesh only lasted for a very brief moment, followed by a long period of boredom.

Her heartbeat gradually slowed down.

Chu Shao was already used to this numbness.

But fortunately, she had a new hobby now, so she wasn’t too bored.

But when Chu Shao smiled and looked up to meet Xiao Jin’s gaze, the smile on her lips gradually faded.

Because Xiao Jin’s pupils not only reflected her figure but also hid a forced sense of calm.

Chu Shao could tell with just a glance if others were afraid of her.

So at this moment, she was very sure that Xiao Jin was scared.

Chu Shao was puzzled. After all, just yesterday in the bridal chamber, Xiao Jin had said that they were allies and accomplices linked by fate.

But only one day later, Xiao Jin was afraid of her. This wasn’t exactly trustworthy.

Chu Shao didn’t like people who were unfaithful.

Realizing that Xiao Jin was also essentially a hypocrite, Chu Shao felt a little lonely. But soon, she became happy again.

Because she decided to put an end to all this.

Xiao Jin watched Chu Shao raise the blood-soaked sword and slowly walk towards her.

The other person’s steps were light, and the smile on her face was very gentle. If she ignored the sword that was still dripping blood, she probably wouldn’t be so nervous that she forgot to blink.

“Warning! The host’s death probability has been detected as 80%. Please take countermeasures in a timely manner…”

Xiao Jin’s mind was blank, and her heart was beating absurdly fast.

In such a quiet environment, Xiao Jin knew that Chu Shao could hear her heartbeat. She only hated her heart, this traitor, for betraying her at the wrong time.

All she could see was the smile on Chu Shao’s lips and the tear mole at the corner of her eye.

“It’s too fast.”

Chu Shao crouched down and said this to Xiao Jin with a smile.

Then, she reached out her blood-stained hand, gently stroked Xiao Jin’s neck, and said solemnly, “Your heart is beating too fast.”

Xiao Jin didn’t say anything.

Chu Shao’s eyes were innocent and gentle, as if she was sincerely asking for advice. “Your Highness, I’m a little curious. What are you thinking about right now? Actually, if you have any questions, you can just ask. I’ll do my best to answer them.”

While speaking, she raised her knuckles and stroked Xiao Jin’s skin. Her movements were very gentle, as if she was touching a fragile treasure.

But with a little more pressure, a little closer, Chu Shao would be able to accurately find the pale blue veins on Xiao Jin’s neck.

Under the pressure of being held by the throat, Xiao Jin’s brain was working at an incredible speed, forcing herself to calm down.

Finally, she looked at Chu Shao and was able to slowly ask a question.

“Does it hurt?”

Upon hearing this question, Chu Shao’s hand on Xiao Jin’s neck paused slightly.

Because no one had ever asked her a question like this before.

It wasn’t until Xiao Jin asked this question that Chu Shao realized that during the fight just now, her arm had been accidentally cut by a blade.

The wound wasn’t deep. It was just bleeding and soaking her white robe.

Because she had been so exhilarated just now, Chu Shao was only focused on the speed of her sword and didn’t even care about defending or blocking.

After she sheathed her sword, the joy in her heart hadn’t completely dissipated, so Chu Shao hadn’t noticed the stinging pain coming from the wound.

Besides, such a minor pain was also difficult for her to notice.

Xiao Jin saw Chu Shao lower her eyelids, not saying a word. The blood-stained hand was still on her neck.

To be honest, her heart was in her throat.

Xiao Jin was able to think quickly and ask this question purely through an extreme situation. But whether this reckless move would work was a matter of fate.

Chu Shao looked up, met Xiao Jin’s eyes, and held her gaze.

On the surface, Xiao Jin seemed calm, but cold sweat had already broken out on her back.

After a while, Chu Shao smiled and softly answered Xiao Jin’s previous question, “Maybe it hurts just a little bit.”

“…”

This casual tone sounded so insincere.

Xiao Jin didn’t believe Chu Shao at all, but she saw the other person smiling slightly, her beautiful eyes also curving up.

Under the dual stimulation of her desire to survive and the beauty in front of her, Xiao Jin pretended to be calm and took out the handkerchief she carried with her.

Although Chu Shao’s gaze had become a little more normal, the hand on her neck showed no signs of letting go.

Xiao Jin decided to take the initiative. She reached out and gently held Chu Shao’s wrist.

While Chu Shao was in a daze, she took the other person’s hand, grabbed the handkerchief, and slowly wiped the blood from her knuckles.

The handkerchief’s texture was very soft. It didn’t take long to wipe the crimson blood from Chu Shao’s fingers.

During this time, Chu Shao smiled as she looked at Xiao Jin’s face, trying to see some fear in her expression.

However, besides the tightly pursed lips and the slightly lowered eyes, there were almost no signs of fear.

Even when she stared at the other person without blinking, Xiao Jin’s movements remained steady and meticulous. She didn’t seem to care about being scrutinized.

A pure white handkerchief was quickly soaked in blood, and the air was filled with a thick, bloody smell.

Xiao Jin frowned slightly and coughed twice.

The handkerchief in her hand was stained with blood, but her expression didn’t seem to change.

In reality, Xiao Jin was so dizzy that she couldn’t tell if the blood on her hands belonged to her or to Chu Shao.

She only knew that this was probably the bravest thing she had ever done in her life.

At the same time, she sincerely prayed that she would never have a second chance to be this brave again.

It was thrilling, so thrilling that she was almost scared to death.

Only after she had wiped all ten of Chu Shao’s fingers clean and saw that they had returned to being fair and clean, did Xiao Jin slowly let go of her hand.

Then she looked up and met Chu Shao’s gaze.

Xiao Jin suppressed the tremor in her voice as much as possible and said calmly to Chu Shao, “Give me the sword.”