Standing high above, she had found the competitors' arena suffocating, but it wasn't until she entered the fray that she understood the true meaning of a hellish battlefield.
Meng Tingxu saw Bai Niao lying on the ground, his white clothes stained with blood.
She ignored Qin He completely and knelt beside the young man.
"Qin He, let go! He's bleeding!"
The ground was covered in bloody mud, and Qin He watched as the girl he'd protected like a delicate rose under a glass dome unhesitatingly sat down beside him, starting to push him away.
She was truly brave.
For an insignificant, lowly servant from the slums, she dared to raise her hand against herself.
Qin He's eyes narrowed dangerously.
Meng Tingyuan sensed that something was wrong. He bit his lip, turned, and ran outside, determined to find Shen Tangye to handle the situation...
Meng Tingxu saw more blood gushing from Bai Niao's shoulder.
