"Xinkui."
Lin Songyun hurriedly ran over and helped Han Xinkui up.
"I'm fine."
Han Xinkui wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth. Although she said she was fine, her pale face told a different story.
Lin Songyun's heart instantly turned cold.
In recent days, she and Han Xinkui had gotten along well, with a bond like sisters.
Seeing Han Xinkui in such a state, Lin Songyun naturally felt upset.
"Goodness, using someone else's power to intimidate us all."
Le Sansheng's face no longer showed the worry it had earlier.
It was filled with ecstatic joy.
Like he had found a treasure.
Three hundred Identity Creeds.
How marvelous.
Suddenly, Le Sansheng felt he had made a great decision.
He cast a grateful glance at Huang Qingmie.
The reason he dared to gamble was largely because of Huang Qingmie.
But.
When he looked over.
Huang Qingmie, whether intentionally or unintentionally, averted his gaze.
Huang Qingmie didn't even dare to look at Le Sansheng!
