The people outside the corridor had already dispersed. Long Xingkui hugged her shoulders, her face covered in gray smog, her eyes hollow, as if her soul had been extracted.
However, dark matter began to ferment in her pupils, like dark green roots and vines ready to break out of the black soil, growing madly, trying to overturn the entire world!
"This move can't bring down Lu Xiaoyou, can it? Xingkui, you're still too naive."
Shen Manli stood by the tea table, her concern for her daughter transformed into anger towards Lu Xiaoyou for Long Xingkui.
At this moment, Shen Manli's expression did not show a trace of heartache for her daughter having been violated.
Her demeanor calm, her beautiful eyes carried a habitual faint smile. She poured herself a cup of warm water, took a sip to quench her thirst, and her face seemed to switch masks completely.
Long Xingkui crouched by the wall, her body still trembling.
