Despite her poor shape, Lin Sanjiu had to muster the strength to stand up and confront the person in front of her. As she jerked up from the ground, a sudden feeling of pain struck her abdomen. It almost tore her apart. Then, everything swirled together.
She was in a life or death situation, and Lin Sanjiu knew full well that she could not fall victim to the giddiness now. She blinked hard and made a considerable amount of effort to chase the feeling away. Only then did the blurry King Henry become clear again.
"Why…"
Her question stuck in her throat. For a moment, she didn't even know what question she had to ask.
King Henry ignored Lin Sanjiu's unfinished question. He spun his body around, like slow-motion in a movie, and faced Lin Sanjiu. Half of his face was hidden in the shadow, showing only his mouth—now-curled into a sly, devilish grin under the glimmer of light.
