Bright red blood continued to drip down the dagger.
With a tight clasp of his five fingers, Ma Bond squeezed the dagger in a death grip.
“Is it bad to be young and alive?”
“What a disgrace to your Black Garden.”
With force in his hand, he snatched the dagger and threw it away.
“What a bummer.”
Mabundle grumbled as he shook the blood from his hand.
“I have a grave to guard for your great-aunt, I don’t have time, here, to watch you kill yourself.”
With that he muttered and strode out of the Martial Division.
Behind him Lin Mo smiled gratefully.
Although Ma Bangde did not give a direct answer.
But his words and actions had already given his choice.
A big aunt’s voice was enough to say everything.
Ma Bangde was relieved and had figured it out.
As for this matter, it was finally understood as well.
Lin Mo couldn’t help but let out a long breath of relief.
Such an outcome was the best outcome for anyone.
However, before he could relax for long, he fiercely felt that sultry gaze behind him.
“Oh, Miss Rose, there are still matters on the front line waiting for me to attend to.”
“I’ll go first ha!”
With that he slunk out of the Martial Division.
“Wait a minute!”
Hearing these words, Lin Mo’s body shook.
Wait?
Waiting for a hammer!
I’ll slip away!
In just a blink of an eye, Lin Mo turned into a breeze and fled directly from here.
There was no way in the world to get both sides of the story.
From the moment Director Qiu told him about the past.
That difficult choice had already been placed in front of him.
But from a personal point of view.
The Knife Sect was the first force to be subordinated.
At the same time, Lin Mo still owed the Knife Sect a promise.
From the perspective of the bigger picture.
When the time came for the great unification of Death Island, the Knife Sect was an essential presence.
In addition, Ma Bangde was already one of Lin Mo’s designated future administrators.
In public and in private.
Lin Mo would choose to transfer away from the Black Garden.
Although right now, Ma Bangde had already released his feelings and at this point, it could be considered as an end to the matter.
But Lin Mo knew that he owed Black Rose another lordly invitation.
Why was this little girl so impulsive?
Thinking about this.
Lin Mo couldn’t stop the headache.
If not for the fact that Ma Bangde was now in a period of mourning.
Lin Mo would have beaten him up to take the heat off.
As for the Black Rose who was left in the same place.
When she saw Lin Mo running away, she was furious.
She was so angry that she stomped her feet.
“Am I that terrible?”
“It really is!”
After complaining.
Black Rose’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on top of the dagger not far away to the
That moment just now.
She had indeed thought about trading her life for her life.
Although there was no way to prove what happened in the past.
Those who knew were no longer alive.
But it was true that her great-aunt had been imprisoned in the Black Garden by her own grandmother.
She died of depression.
She had long thought of letting go of the burden that lay on her shoulders.
It would be a good relief to leave.
It would also be a good way to account for what happened back then.
It was only when Ma Bangde suddenly struck.
The scarlet blood was deeply fresh.
Deeply stimulating to the Black Rose.
Bending down!
She picked up the dagger on the ground and wrapped it up in her jacket.
As for the blood on it, she didn’t choose to wipe it off either.
By the time Black Rose returned to the Black Garden again.
Before she had even walked through the gate.
A maid of honour quickly greeted her.
“Eldest Miss, Mr. Lin asked me to give this to you!”
“And asked me to pa*s it on to say that he owes you a big favour to be repaid later.”
Black Rose took the wooden box, and inside it lay a set of martial arts techniques, and as for the corresponding heart techniques, quietly.
“Jing Sleeve Flowing Cloud Strike!”
That was a good name .
After Black Rose flipped through the pages.
Her eyes also became brighter and brighter.
It wasn’t that they at Black Garden were obsessed with gun combat.
It was just that on the barren Death Island, it was simply difficult to find a suitable heart technique for women to cultivate.
Guns were just a choice that had no choice.