Xiao Yu struggled for quite a while before he finally realised that there was no point. The only thing he could do was widen his eyes and helplessly resign himself to his fate.
After Nie Li treated Xiao Yu’s back, he turned his friend over and leaned him on the tree.
What Nie Li caught sight of there stunned him.
Xiao Yu was extremely slim, and his chest was flat and smooth. Although there were several burn wounds, it wasn’t terribly serious. A huge portion of his pearly white skin could be seen.
There wasn’t the slightest injury on her chest and her pearly white chest were covered by a mysterious tattoo.
The design was extremely complex, as though it was crafted from high-level inscription patterns.
Even Nie Li couldn’t make any sense of it; however, he intuitively sensed that those inscription patterns were probably linked to Xiao Yu’s origins.
