Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 991 - 990: Your Last Chance

Chapter 991: Chapter 990: Your Last Chance

After being struck by Chu Qianli’s palm, Feng Yexuan’s tall frame wobbled slightly.

His mouth opened, and a stream of fresh blood gushed out.

Chu Qianli’s eyes darkened slightly; she had used only 20% of her Inner Strength in that palm strike, not intending to hurt him, just not wanting him to stop her from leaving.

It shouldn’t have hurt him so badly. Why did it?

Some ailments are beyond even the Divine Doctor’s ability to diagnose.

Feng Qihe was also taken aback.

He knew full well that Chu Qianli’s palm strike had carried no intent to harm.

It was Yexuan’s heart that was injured!

His heart was injured, and that blood was heart’s blood!

A rare opportunity!

Feng Qihe leaped up, his palm power like a wild wind, instantly enveloping Feng Yexuan.

"What are you doing?" Chu Qianli suddenly reacted, trying to stop him, but it was already too late.

This damn bastard!

She misstepped, and with a bang, a bullet tore through the madness, shooting straight toward Feng Qihe.

Attack is the best defense!

If she couldn’t protect Yexuan, she could only attack Qihe.

Feng Qihe had anticipated that this woman had not yet let go of her feelings for Yexuan; otherwise, her previous palm strike would not have been so light.

Therefore, while attacking Yexuan, he was also guarding against Chu Qianli.

Chu Qianli didn’t know what Hidden Weapon she had used, but he knew he couldn’t easily dodge its speed.

In an instant, he dissipated much of the Inner Strength in his palm and, with a powerful sweep of his palm, dashed a dozen steps away.

But he still couldn’t evade the bullet’s attack.

The bullet grazed his arm.

In an instant, a fiery pain!

"Damned girl!" Feng Qihe turned green with anger.

Landing firmly on the ground, he watched as Chu Qianli helped Yexuan, who herself had been injured by the residual force of his palm wind, and angrily said, "Whose side are you on, his or mine?"

"When did I ever agree to help you?"

Chu Qianli’s expression darkened as she glared furiously at Yexuan: "Why didn’t you dodge? Do you want to die?"

Yexuan didn’t speak, the blood on his lips silently falling.

With a wave of his hand, he pushed her away, his gaze devoid of any warmth.

Chu Qianli took a deep breath and looked at him one more time.

Then she turned around, walking toward Feng Qihe: "I will go with you, but if you dare to plot against him again, I will take your life!"

"You!" Feng Qihe was so angry he nearly vomited blood.

The hearts of women are as fathomless as the sea. Although she was unwilling to leave with Yexuan, why did she still show him mercy?

"You think he will still have any feelings for you after you’ve joined forces with me today to hurt him?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Chu Qianli walked up to the carriage, flinging the curtains open: "Are you coming or not? If not, I will leave by myself."

"..." Feng Qihe was indeed very angry.

But today’s main goal was still to bring her to his mother’s side.

He liked Chu Qianli, that was one reason; another more important reason was that Chu Qianli now had significant value to them.

"Fine! I will... spare him this once!"

However, although Yexuan appeared severely injured, if it really came to a fight, as long as he put his heart into it, Feng Qihe might not necessarily be able to best him.

Especially with Chu Qianli there, this damned girl, who would definitely not help him.

Feng Qihe scoffed coldly, stepped in front of the carriage, and leaped aboard, seizing the reins.

The carriage quickly turned around.

Chu Qianli’s heart was strung tight.

Just as the carriage was about to set off, behind them came Yexuan’s chillingly cold voice:

"This is my last chance for you!"