Next.

Zhou Zhijing was like a child who had done something wrong, sitting on the ground with his knees crossed, staring at the bloody stain on Chen Zongci's leg in a daze.

Her hair hadn't been blown yet, and it was wet and dangling.

The small face was extraordinarily fair against the background of black hair, causing several wounds on her face to be more conspicuous.

She would be staring down, stunned, like a shell without a soul.

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