Jun Yu stared fixedly at Su Yan.
It seemed he had not yet emerged from that Illusion Technique.
Only after a long time did he say
"Little Guai"
That weak and hoarse voice carried too much emotion.
Su Yan looked at him, perhaps not expecting that Jun Yu had actually reverted to his original form.
The excruciating pain piercing his bones seemed oblivious to him.
He just looked at Su Yan.
Stared straight at her.
In those blood-red eyes.
Obsession, madness, and stubbornness.
He had never laid these bare before her.
But now, who knows what kind of stimulus he experienced.
Making him stare relentlessly at her, perhaps if there was a rope, he'd tie Su Yan up right now.
Su Yan halted her actions towards Nan Ming.
She looked up to meet Jun Yu's gaze.
She lightly pursed her lips.
Seeing him covered in wounds, she spoke
"I don't like seeing you like this."
Seeing him injured this way, it was heart-wrenching.
She felt she was on the verge of losing control.
