Liu Zhi was unable to dodge in time, and the broken clay fell onto his face.
He reached up to cover his head, but some shards still managed to slip through his arms and cut his face, leaving a streak of blood in their trail.
The rest of his body wasn't spared either, as he received various cuts here and there.
Liu Zhi screamed.
Despite her frustrations, Xu Hong couldn't help but cry out when she saw her husband getting wounded, but nothing came out of her mouth.
This man was utterly useless. Not only was he unable to defend her, but he was also the first to fall between the two of them.
Xu Hong tried calling out for him and immediately regretted it.
The moment she made a sound, the already dissipating burning in her throat flared up once again. It was the worst one yet, and even spread down to her chest and shoulders.
Xu Hong writhed in pain for what felt like forever.
