A pungent liquid was splashed out.
Huo Xingzhou turned his body to protect Qiao Xi in his embrace, yet Liu Huimin's reaction was even quicker. She stood in front of Xu Xingluo, blocking most of the liquid, and then lost her footing, stumbling onto the deck. She scraped a large patch of skin off her knee, which was seeping with bright red blood.
Liu Huimin cried out in pain.
But the liquid that landed on her didn't bring any pain, only a strong, pungent smell.
Her nerves were still rattled.
Xu Xingluo had already been restrained by the bodyguards, and she struggled, staring at Qiao Xi and Liu Huimin in disbelief.
"It's impossible!"
"How could this happen?"
Her voice was as rough as if it were scratched by coarse gravel, harsh and unpleasant to hear. A metallic, blood-like taste was almost spilling from her throat, and her eyeballs seemed about to pop out.
"It can't be like this! I clearly brought concentrated sulfuric acid, how can you be okay?"
