After enduring for a long time, Zhi Han finally suppressed the blood in her chest. Fortunately, she didn't hear Gu Buzhi's words, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to suppress the blood in her chest.
"You won't have such good luck in the next round." Zhi Han said as she glared at Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi smiled slightly. 'Little guy, I won't argue with you. I want to be magnanimous. I want to be magnanimous.' Of course, she was magnanimous. After all, she wasn't the one who was going to vomit blood.
