"You really are ..."
Ye Hanjun propped up Ye Liuying, opened his mouth, but ultimately couldn't suppress the words that came to contradict his action, couldn't help but feel:
"Just one skill from Absolute String almost wiped out the entire team of Ye Xuezhu."
"Only an immovable iceberg left, under my control of Mo, supplemented by Huazhu, GuaGua, and the collective firepower of Goose Immortal, breaking it is just a matter of time."
"But you, you began with the Dance of Broken Wings, leaving not even a sliver of a chance for her."
"Is it really worth it? You need at least a month to recover, and that is only if you take spiritual material for conditioning every day... For the mere Ye Xuezhu, why go so far?"
Ye Hanjun wasn't blaming, there was just a hint of helplessness.
Ye Liuying silently swallowed a bottle of herbal juice, not being able to summon any hint of color to her face.
