As Zhang Wei pondered the potential uses of his Life Blood Fusion Art, a sudden, gasping sound broke his reverie.
*Drip...*
His eyes darted around, and he froze as he saw Leng Yan, her hands and legs bleeding profusely. Her horrified gaze was fixed on Xie Meirong, who had just regained her strength.
"Are you trying to kill her?" Zhang Wei's frown deepened as he delivered an incredulous slap to Xie Meirong's forehead.
"Eh?" Xie Meirong ceased her actions, but the damage had been done. Leng Yan had already lost consciousness due to blood loss. Zhang Wei's concern deepened.
Determination etched on her face, Xie Meirong turned to him and declared, "I have to kill her."
Zhang Wei's face turned blank. He had expected cooperation from her after returning her powers, but now she was speaking of murder. He took swift action, grabbing her by the back of her neck and glaring at her with intensity.
"Are you going to heal her or not?"
