"An Xiaomian, have you gone mad? What on earth are you doing?" Ouyang Zhi, on the outside of the iron cage, was terrified out of his wits when he saw An Xiaomian take out an iron shard from who knows where and start to slit her wrist.
He cursed loudly, abruptly stood up, opened the door of the cage, then charged in, kicked aside the hobos, and dashed to An Xiaomian's side, scooping her up in his arms.
But An Xiaomian was pale-faced and her wrist kept bleeding. She had completely lost consciousness and gave no response whatsoever.
Ouyang Zhi didn't know why, but seeing An Xiaomian like this made him feel very uncomfortable and distressed. He even felt like punching himself hard.
Why did he have to scare her like that just now?
Actually, he was just trying to scare her.
The person he really wanted to retaliate against was Shangguan Xiu. He had only wanted Shangguan Xiu to chop off his own right hand, not An Xiaomian's.
